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Joxer and the Men	By : AmberDDawn Category: S through Z > Xena Views: 2235 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I don't own "Xena: Warrior princess", or "Hercules: The Legendary Journey" They were produced by Renissance Pictures I am not making money for this fiction.

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Yes I'm still here. As always I really Hope you enjoy this strange fiction.
I hope that my pacing has been ok, Sorry if this gets cliche...I hope all the sex wasn't too much. I don't think I write sex scenes well. They get repetitive and stuff...and I feel like all of my characters are so out of character. Also I have noticed som continunity problems within my story but I hope its not too bad. I try to go back and fix things, but I hate to make major changed to a story because it makes things more confusing in the end.

Joxer and the Men

Chapter 10: The Honeymoon isn't over...Yet

It had been hours of warm fuzzy bliss but a sharp whine brought him back. Auto was awakened to Joxer whimpering and curled in on himself, "Oh gods! What's wrong?"

"It hurts!" He shied away from his husband. His back and ass both felt like they ahd been hollowed out with a spiked club. All that sex had felt so good the previous evening but in the early hours of the morning when his euphoria had worn off he just felt sore and raw, like a bag of broken pottery shards grinding together inside him. Auto firmly placed his hand on his lover's back and started to rub. Joxer had been a virgin, even for a woman losing her virginity involved some pain.

This was all new to him and on top of that his body had been changed drastically. He rubbed small circles down Joxer's back massaging him as best as he could. He had never had this happen with a woman, but most of his conquests were about as close to being a virgin as a chicken was to being the god of love. They both had wings, but only one could fly and shoot magical arrows. He could almost feel Cupid frowning at him for the comparison.

Joxer wasn't his first expirence with a virgin, but he was his first expirence with a male virgin. Stretching and pounding him was something his body would have to get used to. Auto noticed their food table had been cleaned and replenished but there was also a mug on the corner steaming with a note set next to it. He slid past Joxer and snatched the note.

"Some madicinal tea for Joxie's pain courtsey fo Apollo." It was in the same fancy cursive Aphrodite's note had been and had her nickname for Joxer written there so of course it was from the goddess. Auto felt a chill going down his spine. Have they been watching this whole time. They were nothing but erotic entertainment for the gods. He shrugged it off, scooped up the mug and brought it over to Joxer, "I have some tea for you Joxer then I'll bring you a platter of food so you don't have to move," Auto told his husband. He frowned hating to see him looking so pained and small.

Joxer whined and took the tea sniffing it. The last time he had been given tea it had been drugged with a sleeping potion.

Auto rolled his eyes, "I don't think that the gods are planning to poison you after going to all this trouble. He waved his hand around him to indicate the mysterious little love cave they were using.

"I just don't want to be forced to sleep again," Joxer uttered. He inhaled the steam wafting from the mug and took a sip. It tasted ok so he slowly knocked back to cup draining it.

Auto took the cup and rubbed his shoulder comfortingly, "I'd hate to be stuck alone in here by myself, but I'm willing to wait for you to recover if it means you're not hurting anymore." The man brought a platter with a selection of meats cheeses and roasted vegetables along with sweet bread and more wine. He scooted in next to Joxer who had uncurled a bit. He still winced when he moved over to make room for his lover, but he had to admit the god's tea was working fast to take his pain away.

"I've never felt a pain quite like that," Joxer admitted, "Will it always hurt so much?"

"I hope not but I have a feeling it must get better or people wouldn't keep doing it," He felt Joxer lean into him and his loins stirred but he took a calming breath. He and Joxer would make love again when he was ready and not sooner. If that potion worked as it was supposed to Joxer was already pregnant anyway.

Joxer cuddled into him and picked up a small loaf of bread, "I haven't had sweet bread in a while." He smiled and tore off a chunk of the honey bread. He popped a peice in his mouth and chewed it humming. He held a piece before Auto's mouth. Auto smirked and let Joxer feed him. They each took turns picking something out and feeding each other. It was nice that there was more than just lust between them. He could not deny that his body craved the lanky man next to him but he also just craved the innnocent touches and the idle conversation. He could do the whole matrimony thing with this man. Though for Joxer's sake they might not want to advertise their relationship. Autolycus had enemies. You couldn't be the best thief in the country without making enemies. The thought of someone using Joxer to hurt him only just dawned on him.

"This is going to be hard Joxer, but I think that we should hide our relationship...for your sake. I don't want someone using you to get to me."

Joxer huffed, and folded his arms. Part of him believed Auto was really just ashamed of him but even the part that believed him was upset as how little faith the man had in him, "I can take care of myself."

His lip jutted out in a pout and Auto moaned he could just suck on that lip all morning, but he had to make things crystal clear with his naive lover, "I have a lot of people who would like to see me hurt...or out of the picture all together. They would not hesitate to poison, stab, beat, torture or rape to get what they want, and if hurting me is what they want well who better to attack then the person I love, or our unborn child. One good strike to the stomach and the baby would die."

Joxer stiffened and his hands went to his belly rubbing it, he whined, "I don't want to hide though. It's not fair. Besides, we have Xena and Gabby to help out. Who better to travel with than a great warrior like Xena."

"That's something else...I think you shouldn't travel...you should settle in a village one in a nice central location where I can go do my jobs and then be back to you as quickly as possible. I'd send money when I couldn't be there in person. You could board with someone..."

"Do I get any say in this?" Joxer was starting to sound a bit perterbed with Auto planning out his life, "I kinda thought I'd get to travel with you and maybe help you out at least until my belly started to get big." He rubbed his tummy and Auto had a hard time watching anything else as Joxer's hand trailed up and down his flat as a board stomach. His hand brushing agianst the scruff that framed his cock then back up. He was frowning, "I don't know anything about being pregnant. How long will it take?   I mean its nine months for a woman...will it be quicker, slower, or the same speed? Will I get really fat? I've never been able to put on much weight no matter how much I eat...well when there is something to eat."

Auto listened to Joxer rambling watching the hipnotising motion of his hand. He could almost picture the swell of Joxer's stomach and it somehow made him hard as a rock. The image of his child sleeping peacfully inside his husband made him hot. He was nodding and not listening anymore. Suddenly Joxer smacked him and growled, "Stop staring at my dick and listen to what I'm saying...I'll compromise with you. I can't be expected to travel when I'm heavily pregnant. So, how about letting me come along in your travles until I start to show. Then we can meet up with Xena and Gabby and I'll go with them until I have to settle down. I can go to board at a tavern or camp out for a while...then have the baby and you me and the baby could travel, I'd stay behind with the baby when you do your King of theives thing...then we could maybe build a house somewhere nice and the baby and I can stay. When he's older you can start training him, and I'll tag along again. Does that sound like a plan?"

Auto was still flinching from being slapped, there was bright red handprint on the side of his face. He nodded again this time his eyes locked with Joxer's as the younger man's words spilled forth.

"I...uh...Well...ok but first sign of trouble I'm going to lock you away somewhere only I have a key to," Auto warned, rubbing his sore cheek tenderly.

Joxer snickered, poor fool didn't realize his lover meant it, "Whatever you say husband dearest."

Auto felt giddy hearing Joxer refer to him as husband. He felt prouder than a peacock actually. He leaned in and pressed his lips to Joxer's smooth cheek and brought him into a hug. Joxer leaned into him and nuzzled under his husband's chin and kissed him as he was cradled close.

Xena and Gabrielle still there watching over Phidais as the sun arose on a new day. The didn't feel right abandoning the man who had taken them in so kindly. Just to be certain he would be alright they had taken shifts watching over him. The gods had long dispersed to work on their plans. Aphrodite and Cupid both said they had some broken hearts to tend to and Apollo had looked on on his follower promising to return when the man was up and about.

Ares and Pan had their plans to make. Xena shook her head almost not beleiving the god of war cared enough about Joxer to get involved in this....and what would they do about Joxer? He could travel up until a point while pregnant, but being a man there were hundreds of little things that might endanger him and the child.

People would likely assume he was fat and lazy when he was really delicate. A man might hit his sotmach when most men would never think of striking a pregnant woman's.

Joxer could elicite frustration in anyone enough to make them hit him. If he got beat up, for the sake of the gods...and thanks to this potion, even pregnant would he have men going crazy over him? Gods forbid if he were to get raped, it would probably kill the child and destory Joxer in the process.

He was so clumsy too. If he didn't manage to get beat up he might just fall and hurt the baby. Joxer had a poor track record for falling on his face. There would soon be a stomach breakng his fall if someone isn't watching out for him.

The warrior shook her head, "We are going to have our work cut out for us for the next eight months or so."

"How so?" Gabrielle asked, "You mean with Joxer? I sort of assumed he would be going off with Autolycus."

"Maybe for a while but I have a feeling that Auto won't allow Joxer to travel with him once he starts to show, I know I wouldn't let him," The warrior woman felt a surge of protective energy swirling in her veins. Both women had had to deal with the loss of a child. It hurt and She'd be hanged if she didn't ensure Joxer was spared at least that pain.

"Maybe they could settle down. Joxer could make an honest man of Auto," Gabrielle said in a hopeful voice. She always saw the world as black and white and wanted everybody to do right. She hoped for her friend to give up the idea of being a warrior. The image forming of Joxer settled down...draging The King of thieves with him.

Xena shook her head, "How would they live. Neither has a trade skill or a any means of making money...Any honest means..."

"Joxer won't have time to earn money," Gabrielle frowned the realization hit her how hard it would be for the man, "We can help them here and there...I'm sure the baby will be a delight and Joxer will let us keep it for him, for a time." She thought about all the things she could do that she missed out on. Feeding, changing. Making cute little outfits for the tyke. She went over to her bag to check her purse. She could buy some fabric or some wool and start working on a blanket.

Suddenly the physician groaned and tried to sit up.

"Take it easy Phidais. You hit your head pretty hard," Xena pressed his shoulder down, "Do you need anything? We can make you tea or something."

"Water please," He rasped out.

Gabrielle stuffed her purse back in her bag and went for a cup.

"Where's Joxer?" The man asked, worry washed over his face shocking the warrior just a bit, "Was he hurt?"

"He's with Autolycus," Xena said, "...And he is as well as could be expected." The woman was not sure how much of Joxer's condition should be mentioned to then man. He had been very kind and he had saved Joxer from bleeding to death, but he was still an outsider in this.

"The god?" He hissed, "Didn't take him?"

"Ares?" Xena asked but then shook her head, "No Ares didn't take him, but he was sent away for his safety."

Disapointment and regret washed over the men, "I should have..." he ended his thought and looked at Xena, "He's not coming back here is he? He's with that Autolycus? They're not just hiding out together are they?"

"No they're married...more or less," She answered calmly. She didn't feel like going into a lengthy explanation. She had a feeling that Joxer had affected him, maybe even as much as he had affected their thief friend.

"They may come back here for a while, but for the time being they...I don't know where they are. Aphrodite sent them to a hideout," The woman explained as she helped the healer sit up.

Phidais felt like his head had been cracked open. He was dizzy and nauseated and his ribs hurt, "Damn I never realized how powerful a god could be...Apollo...I've dealt with. He's much calmer and in more control. Ares is a force of nature..."

"Yeah," Xena agreed. Her former god was someone that was not wise to mess with. Yet she did it almost every day. She wasn't even sure about him anymore. Only seeing a violent force and not a god who actually cared about his followers. She knew he could be generous to his favored but his willingness to stick his neck out for a man who had merely been dedicated to him as an infant. Joxer was no warrior reguardless of his boasting. He had an heroic heart but also the coordination of an awkward pubescant child.

Gabrielle came back with the water and smiled, "I put some of your honey in it."

He tried to smile and took the cup sipping slowly as his stomach protested the addition of the cool liquid to its content. He nodded over the rim of the mug, "Thank you."

The bard sat next to Xena and the three of them stayed silence. After a while Phidais spoke up, "He better take good care of Joxer." His gut twisted at his missed opportunity. Even only knowing the man for a short time he could see the pure innocent soul inside that bruised undernourished shell. He would have nursed Joxer back to health and then become his friend...maybe more. More would have been nice.

Cupid nudged his mother as they observed the broken heart of the healer from the confort of the Goddess' home temple, "He could have been the one."

She shook her head, "Joxie was already starting to fall for Auto. Don't worry 'bout Phidie we can take care of him."

Suddenly Apollo flashed in, "Not a chance bimbo. He's my follower and he doesn't need his mind messed with anymore than it has been."

Apnrodite feigned shock. Inside she was smirking. She had sensed that Apollo had more than favored his little mortal. The god may not want to admit it. He had those hang-ups about gender and mortality, but he cared enough about the healer that if she let it run its course she could see that mortal rise from favored worshiper to personal consort to the god of intellect.

Cupid looked to his mother and back to his uncle and smiled. He opened his mouth but was immediatly silenced by the waving of a hand.

"Whatever it is, just don't," Apollo flashed back out and appeared standing on the other side of the bed where the mortal lay sipping honey water. He glowered at the two women in distaste from across the bed.

"You two may go I have things to discuss with my follower," Apollo dismissed the women. He frowned when they looked to the healer to make sure he was ok with this. Not speaking but comunicating with her eyes Xena asked him if he was alright.

He nodded slowly, "Thank you for all you have done. My god has need of me." He bid them leave in a much more polite manner than his god had.

Xena and Gabrielle gathered their things with plans to take a room at the tavern and wait for their friends' return.

Apollo glared at the women who couldn't seem to get out fast enough for him. He then turned and knealt next to Phidais and placed his hand on the man's head sending healing energy into him while trying to assess the extent of the damage. A lump on the head; a cracked vertebre, but thankfully something that would heal naturally; and a few bruised ribs. The mortal looked with wide eyes at his god as the being actually knelt beside him.

Apollo smiled when he saw that his follower would be ok. He looked over the fresh young face and those eyes went wide as he leaned in and brushed his a few stray curls from his forehead.

This man's prayers had always been so full of love but also genuine intelectual curosity it was always a pleasere to feel his worship. As a healer he really should have been one of his son's mortals. Asclepius was the god of medicine, and he did leave offerings and say prayers to the god when he was near one his temples. Apollo never admitted it to anyone not even his son, but he was always jealous when the man did that. Though he never neglected his favored god and he always called on Apollo for strength and wisdom.

Apollo cleared his throat and spoke, "I know you will be mending for a while but I wish you to quit your position here at the village as soon as you can travel. I would like your assistance in many things and your talents are wasted here. First things first though, I will need your help with that man Joxer. We have already interfered with fate too much. The mortal's don't know it but they are pretty much on their own after Aphrodite brings them back. Got it?" The god paused and looked to the man waiting for him to indicate if he under stood. Phidais nodded slowly and let the being continue, "Joxer is pregnant." Apollo uncerimonusly blurted the truth out.

Phidais started coughing and the god took his mug and with a thought it filled with warm wine. He handed it to the man who took a long sip.

"Joxer was given a powerful potion that altered his body in a way that allows him to conceive and carry a child. Autolycus, son of Hermes, planted his half god seed in the mortal. We can't have word getting out that a mortal male can bare a child and not only that he will always produce sons. There are a few warlords and foriegn kings that might get ideas and invade in order to find and aquire such a rare treasure. Still he will need to be checked on from time to time and I will influence the mortal and demigod to head your way at these times. I want you to be Joxer's personal doctor....You care for the man, I can feel that, but do not let your care cloud your judgment. You are a loyal follower. I trust you more than I trust my priests or my son's priests. I want you to assist in the delivery of Joxer's children, and I want you to keep it a secret. Carry the secret for as long as you live. Can you do this?"
Phidais listened nodding on ocassion before opening his mouth to speak, "I'm honored you think so highly of me my lord, but are you certain I could actually handle this? What about the village? They paid for my training...I owe-"

"You owe them nothing. They want a healer they should have temples to myself and Asclepius here," Apollo almost growled as he gripped the man's shoulder, "Your village's Prefect is short sighted and greedy. It's going to come back on him one of these days. You do not carry a temple to a warrior god and not keep a temple of healing...and Honestly the state of the city guards and lack of a malitia is probably why Athena ignores this village. She won't help those who don't even try to help themselves. The fact that a mortal came into her temple and stole an offering might anger her but it was not about the loss of the offering but the lack of security around her sacred grounds. Her priests in this village are ineffectual. I am rather surprised she hadn't cleaned house here yet, but perhaps she is letting things stir for a while."

Phidais waited for his god's rant to end wincing as the god gripped his shoulder like a vice.   Apollo frowned and let go, but he spoke no less harshly, "My point is he cuts corners and that's not acceptable. You are far too talented to be wasted here. I'd rather you be a traveling priest for me than sit here and stagnate. A smaller village might get away pulling his tricks but he has the resources and the gold to afford more temples, and better security, even a small militia. There are at least one hundred able bodied men whom could be conscripted into a small battalion. As the largest village in the area its a duty, not an option...but my telling you this does not do this village any good, I suppose, and it really is out of my domain. Athena really should be here settling things and I plan on getting her attention on this village and the leader whom I suspect is pocketing a fair ammount of the village's treasury for himself. Talk about stealing..."

"I'll do it," Phidais said quietly, "but I do feel responsible for the people. They still need a healer and with no temple to go to to pray for good health and get treated there would be a lot of innocents suffering for the greed of one man.   The nerest major city is several days travel from here, while some could make that journey, hire a horse or a cart, many would be forced to wait out their fates...espically the elderly and poor."

Apollo almost smiled. The man was selfless, selfless and smart...smart enough to know that the best course was the one that spared your own hide, but he had too much heart to abondon those in need.

"I already sent word to the nearest temple that could spare a couple priests," Apollo nodded, "They will be here in a week's time until then you need to heal. This is exactly why that old fart should have already commissioned a temple. With one healer how is the village to function when that very healer is hurt or sick?"

"It's never come up...I always thank you in my prayers for sparing me from sickness," Phidais watched his god. His eyes sparkled in the morning light. He wanted to take his hand or feel his touch again. It was soothing to his aching body. Almost as if sensing this Apollo began stroking his hair.

Apollo didn't think about why he was petting the man. His curly hair was soft, slightly oily, but not overly so. He probably was in need of a wash. He had a busy day the previous and it ended with him being blasted with raw energy from an angry god. He would probably have been dead if not for Apollo's own protection on him. It should have been stronger but up until now the worst Phidais had to deal with was a cranky soilder with foot rot.

Against his will Apollo pictured Phidais bathing. The god imagined him naked and dewy and the image was surprislingly pleasing to him. He was a fit mortal with skin the color of honey cakes. Apollo wanted to take a bite out of him too. He bit back a growl and didn't know if it was aimed at Aphrodite or himself. He did not think a mortal, muchless a man, beautiful. If he found out his sister was influencing him she'd be finding her lovely face marred with the worst case of acne of all time.

Taking a calming breath he exhaled and willed the physician's tub full of hot water. "Would you like a bath? I've drawn hot water for you. You're not badly swollen and the heat should sooth some of the kinks in your back."

The mortal blushed making his cheeks rosy and his visage became even more fetching. He nodded and tried to get up on his own. A pain shot up his back and his ribs protested the change in angle. Seeing him wince in pain and struggle made the god unhappy. Arms slid under his legs and upper back and his god lifted him up...willed away his clothing, making him blush even darker.

"You have nothing to be ashamed of Phidais," Apollo assured him as he carried his follower to the bath and gently placed him in the water. Apollo felt fairly certain he would be safe to wash himself and slipped out of the room. He felt flushed and cursed under his breath when he realized he was blushing also.

It was almost night fall the and the rest of the band of men had been on the move for almost a day. Gallus drummed his fingers on his leg as he sat in the dirt where his tent had once been. there was a small tent set up for Bulis and Lydus in the center of the nearly empty camp. Everyone else had slept on the packed dirt the previous night. Gallus felt resentment building inside him. It was strange how he could not find it in his heart to care for the man whom he had injured or the ones who dies while his Joxer was likely in the arms of another. Being touched...being violated...being filled with foreign seed and polluted.

Bulis had awakened a few hours before, but was suffering from terrible dizzy spells and nausea. Caster kept glaring at Gallus and fawning over both the men in the tent.   Gallus didnlt realize Bulis and Caster were together until he was nearly strangled by the larger man. It must have been a new thing though because Aleous seemed just as surprise at his violent reaction to finding out Gallus had hurt Bulis. He and Lydus had held him back until the man calmed himself and grudgingly returned to his lover's side.

There was a definite aura of love and protectiveness around the huge man. He was always a bit rash and a little slow mentally but his capacity for love was great. He worshiped his father and evidentally that level of worship only paled in comparison to the reawtment of Bulis. IN such a tight nit community this kind of thin could not be kept secret for long so it must be new. Bulis was actually quite a bit younger than Caster. That might have plaued a part on the secertiveness of the lovers. Bulis only turned eighteen the previous fall. Caster didn't know how to approach the amorus lad when he had started showing an interest. He put the man off for a while but his feelings had betrayed him and he could not deny the boy once he came of age. His father, and Pytheaus both knew of their marriage.

Gallus saw the healer rubbing the young man's stomach and praying. He frowned. He might have made a terrible mistake. Lydus whispered to his son. Gallus noticed the man going ridgid then turning to meet his eyes with a hate filled glare. Caster looked about to stand but his hand was caught by his prone lover. Bulis gave him an assuring smile. Caster whispered to him and the younger man blushed and grinned.

Lydus stood leaving Caster with his lover. He waved Aleous over to where Gallus was sitting and waited for the man to join them. He cleared his throat, "In his state...I would like to wait a few more days. Bulis is in a delicate situation..." Lydus paused looking between the men then he continued, "He was the second to last person to receive the blessing of Pan's potion. He and my son concemated their marriage about a month ago and Bulis is already starting to show."

The elderly man glared at Gallus, his leader's son was seemingly unmoved, "Thankfully your stunt hasn't affected the child within him, but to be safe I want to wait and watch over him before moving on. We will catch our brothers when Bulis feels better," Lydus made his proclamation and as the eldest of the group leadership fell on him. The man walked back to his son and patted him on the shoulder.

Gallus glared at his back. He felt a raw hole in his chest almost as if his heart were trimmed right out of him. He needed to get to Joxer. He decided he would need to leave under cover of darkness...When he found Joxer he would make sure there was no child but his Joxer's loins.

Joxer idly traced Autolycus's chest, he was burly and hairy compared to himself and he enjoyed the feel of chest hair under his finger tips. He was finding a lot of things like that surprisingly enjoyable. He brushed a thumb over one of Auto's nippels and the older man growled and rolled over on him. Joxer winced but attempted to hide it. By the look on the other man's face he failed miserably.

"You're about to drive me insane and I don't want to take you again so soon," Auto pressed his nose into the crook of his lover's neck, "I don't want to hurt you." Auto straddled him taking his weight off of Joxer's back and hips. Joxer sighed in releif but also frowned, "Isn't there something I can do for you then? I mean my back is sore, but I could..." Joxer reached between then and touched Auto. He felt them man's penis jump in his hand and he giggled as he started to rub it. He felt himself harden. remembering how Auto ahd rubbed their cocks together the previous night. He smiled and thrust up lightly. His back protested but he fought against the discomfort. Holding both cocks his one hand he started to rub them together and his lover bucked into his hand. Joxer felt a thrill go down his spine as the too of them bucked against eachother wraped in his fingers. Joxer started stroking them urgently and soon they were coating each other with more cum. Joxer felt that heat inside him as he orgasmed. He had to wonder if that was normal the internal feelings and how his backside got wet...It never had before the potion so it must be part of the changes to his body.
"Gods! You're so sexy Joxer. He felt a hand on his ass massaging and It did feel better. A finger explored his hole, which was still kind of loose. "You get wet...It's so incredible." Joxer moaned as his hole was being massaged from the inside by one then too fingers. Auto probed and tested to make sure there were no tears in the skin. He pulled out and licked his fingers. Joxer blushed bright red.

"I still say that's dirty," He pouted.

"Were covered in seed. I think were past the point of clean," Auto looked up almost as if to the sky above the cave, "I hate to trouble you but we could use more bath water and...some stronger wine would be nice...Perhaps a suckling pig."

Joxer smirked as the room was cleaned up and the fire roared to life. there was a note on the table next to a piping hot pig roast.

Auto snatched the note and read, "Don't push it, Love Aphrodite."
Joxer snorted and lost hold of his laughter. He bubbled over with amused joy. Auto smiled at him. Joxer was beautiful. How had he never noticed before?

"Well we asked for the bath we better take it, and maybe not get too handsy this time," Joxer warned as he carefully stood. that was progress. he shuffled over to the steaming water and climbed in sitting on one side of the bath. Auto brought him a goblet of wine and joined him with his on chalice to keep his hands busy with. The water worked wonders on Joxer's sore back and he smiled contentedly.

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