The Art of Seduction. 5

Part 5

Cordelia opened her wardrobe door, grinning to herself. This was the last trick she had, and if it didn’t seduce Angel into kissing her, she’d change her name.

She pulled out the Victoria’s Secret bag, emptying out the contents of it onto the bed. She held up the silky underwear, smiling evilly.

Was she doing the right thing? Should she be pushing him like this? Was she taking a little fun too far? How would he react when he found out that she had played him? Doubt still crept into her mind but her determination was stronger.

She pushed all rationality aside and took a deep breath. When Cordelia Chase started something, she finished it. She quickly changed into her newly acquired lingerie and grabbed her robe.

Ready or not Angel, here I come-


Angel smirked as he buttoned up his blood red shirt, loosening the waistband of his black sweats so that they hung really low down on his hips. Man, if he had a reflection he’d so be checking himself out right now. He grinned. Well, Cordelia would be doing enough of that for the both of them.

All this time he had been so worried about pushing her, about moving too fast and destroying their friendship. It seemed ironic that, all the while, Cordy was the one seizing the initiative and taking the next step. Well, he’d just have to make up for all the time he wasn’t helping her do that.

Angel ran a hand through his hair, spiking up the edges and glancing at the table in the middle of the candlelit room. Everything was laid out beautifully. He smiled.

Bring it on, Chase. Bring it on-


Cordelia wrapped the robe around herself tighter, hand poised over the door to Angel’s suite. Something felt off to her, but she ignored the nagging feeling, rapping the door a few times with her knuckles.

She positioned herself so that she was leaning against the doorway, a sexy smirk playing on her lips, the v of her robe fairly loose and dangerously revealing. A few seconds later, the door opened, revealing her vampire, and Cordelia had to struggle to keep her jaw from dropping.

Angel wore a pair of black pants, so low she could just about see his- Cordy snapped her eyes up, irises roaming restlessly over a silky, red landscape of material, hiding pale pectorals and toned muscles from her view. Her throat went slightly dry and Cordy swallowed, eyes coming up to lock with Angel’s.

What she saw there nearly made her knees buckle.


His want, his need, his love was so evidently shining in his eyes that it almost came out and bit her, and Cordelia had to steady herself by grabbing the doorframe.

Angel only smiled, a smile that made a warm tingle spread down her spine and all the way to her toes, almost as if he knew what she was thinking, and he extended his hand. “Why don’t you come in, Cordelia?”

Cordy took it, seemingly mesmerized by his enthralling gaze, as she let him lead her into his room, her eyes never leaving his, never wanting to.

But when she did finally tear her eyes away to find out why the room was so dark, she couldn’t stop her jaw from dropping this time.

Angel’s bed had been made with those silky, deep blue sheets he never used anymore, almost as if this were a special occasion. There was a small table in the centre if the room, neatly covered with a crisp white tablecloth, and laid for two. In the middle of the table, there were two items side by side, one, a small clear vase holding a single red rose, and the other, a candle, which emanated light across the walls.

There were a few more candles, lit and placed around the room on bedside tables and window ledges so that the room wasn’t in complete darkness. The record player was crooning out, soothingly soft, romantic music and a surprised Cordy turned around to face Angel, loving the way the light shone upon his face, accentuating every divine feature.

“What’s all this?” She whispered.

Angel merely smiled, coming forward and taking her hand in his own, and pulling her towards the table. Cordelia gave him a suspicious look as he held the chair for her, waiting until she was seated comfortably before taking his own seat. That nagging feeling crept up again, something telling her that she was on the receiving end of something-something-she didn’t know what, but something was definitely going on here.


“Is it hot in here?” Angel said, unbuttoning the top two buttons of his shirt and loosening his collar. Cordy’s eyes widened slightly and without her brain’s consent, her gaze followed the pale skin that perked out from its hiding place under Angel’s shirt.


Cordelia’s eyes jerked up and she nearly gasped in fright. “Yeah, what?”

“I said, it must be all the candlelight.” Angel nodded.

Cordelia looked lost. “What about it?”

Angel frowned. “Are you listening to me? It must be all the candlelight that’s making this room so damn hot.”

“I’m not hot.” Bullshit. She was close to sweating. A clammy heat had begun to creep up the backside of her skull and her throat was dry.

“Well I am.” Angel muttered. Cordelia could swear she saw a hint of a smirk fleet across his features, but then her gaze wasn’t on his face a split second later. Why? Because Angel had just removed his shirt.

The vampire slid the shirt of casually, making sure that every movement was slow as he pulled the fabric over his head, tossing it in a puddle on the floor. Cordelia found herself staring at his chest, hypnotized by every muscle, wanting to feel it flex under her touch, mesmerized by his strong abs, his broad shoulders, every crease and curve that made him so deliciously Angel.

She tried to look away but she just couldn’t stop staring.



Cordy jerked her gaze up to Angel’s face, blushing furiously when she found him smiling at her, a pure look of evil glee on his face.

Angel got up, and stood directly next to the table, picking up a grape from the bowl on it and popping it into his mouth with a grin. “Much cooler now.”

Something in the way he said that made Cordelia look up at him, at the cheeky grin on his face and the laughter in his eyes, and she gaped.

He knew.

She just knew he knew.

He must have worked it out-oh, who was she kidding? Fred must have told him. Angel wasn’t too bright with these obvious advances. Cordelia on the other hand, had experienced her fair share of cluelessness with this man. She was done being clueless. She knew exactly what Angel was doing and if he wanted to play? She was so unbelievably game.

Cordy stood up, her visage a mirror if his own, deliciously evil amusement radiating from her skin. Angel raised an eyebrow in slight panic at her face. Cordy only smiled wider.

“Ya know,” she whispered, “now that I think about it?” She randomly played with the loop on her robe, loosely swinging it around, smiling as Angel’s eyes followed the hypnotic notion. “It is pretty damn hot in here.”

Then without warning, she undid the tie, letting the robe slide unwanted to the floor. And the sound that shot out from Angel’s throat was very close to a squeak.

Cordelia wore a lacy, plum, satin bra and matching panties, clearly the same pair he had seen fall out of her Victoria’s Secret bag a few days before. She smiled wickedly, as Angel’s heated gaze travelled over he body, up and down and up and down, before he swallowed, wide eyes coming up to stare at her.

“Much better.” She said softly, reaching down to the table and running her fingertip around the rim of her wine glass, dipping it into the warm liquid quickly before sucking the digit into her mouth, an exaggerated moan escaping from her lips. Angel gasped as he watched her, glaring at his own crotch as it jolted to attention, willing it to calm down.

No such luck.

She opened her eyes, pupils sparkling with unhidden amusement, and Angel finally got it. After days of not understanding what the hell his best friend was putting him through, it only took a few moments to recognize the pattern once he was made familiar with it.

She knew.

He just knew she knew.

He smirked as she dropped down to his bed, lying back and bending her knees, crossing one leg over the other so that her toe was pointed in the air while her other foot rested flat on the bed. Cordy gave him a sultry look from her reclined position, biting her lip as she waited for his next move.

Angel didn’t disappoint.

He came forward, slowly running his hand up the calf of Cordelia’s raised leg, leaving tingles as his skin met with hers, flicking his tongue over her ankle, before pulling the slender limb down and placing her foot flat on the bed with the other one. Cordy gave a soft moan which only purposed to arouse Angel further, as he grabbed both her knees in a gentle grip and spread her legs wide.

He crawled onto the bed, in between her legs, even as Cordy raised herself on her elbows, making his way towards her with a predatory grace, which was reminiscent of a primal need that dwelled deep in the crevices of his soul, so strong that it made her knees weak.

Every move was graceful, seductive, almost like a big, dangerous cat was creeping towards her, never allowing her to take her gaze away from his lusty eyes. The look on his face was one of pure hunger, animalistic need that made her feel like a midnight snack. In all honesty, the man looked like he was going to eat her whole.

Cordelia maintained her cool façade however, only given away by the rapid beating of her heart as he crawled closer, finally pushing a knee between her legs and leaning forwards, face mere inches from her own.

“What are you trying to do, Cordy?” Angel whispered smirking, tracing the curve of her jaw with his fingertips, placing a soft kiss on her sunspot. “Don’t start something you can’t finish.”

Before he knew it, Cordy lifted her legs, wrapping them around his waist and turning them over, slamming him into the mattress so that she was straddling him.

“Oh, don’t worry. I plan on finishing it.” She smirked, running a hand over his chest. “And you’re the one who started it this time.”

“You started it first.” Angel raised an eyebrow.

“How old are you? Five?” Cordy rolled her eyes and got off him, eliciting a small whine from the vampire previously beneath her before Angel caught himself and sat up, watching her as she crossed her arms and stared at him from the edge of the bed.

“Two hundred and forty nine, actually.”

Cordy smirked. “Don’t tell women your age old man, they’ll get put off easily.”

Angel smiled. “Good thing I’m so good looking then, eh?”

Cordy laughed as he stood up, taking a step towards her. “Blow your own horn much?” Angel simply shrugged, circling his fingers seductively over his stomach and Cordy’s eyes were drawn to that spot, that wonderful spot where she wanted to kiss him, and trail her lips down lower and lower and lower-

She jerked her gaze up and Angel smiled at her knowingly, coming forward and slipping his arms loosely around her waist, staring at her with so much love in his eyes that it made her heart hurt. She closed her eyes when his palm caressed her face, hand curling in her hair, thumb stroking her jaw.

“Cordelia-” He said, his voice thick with emotion.

“Ssh.” She whispered, putting her own arms around him. “Just dance with me.”

Angel smiled, holding her close. “You won’t run away this time?”

Cordelia looked up at him, the apology evident in her hazel eyes. “No.” She whispered. “Never.” She rested her forehead against his, hands intertwining with his own as they danced slowly, finding solace and love in each others arms, after days of waiting for so long.

Angel raised an eyebrow. “So-this is all about me being a bad kisser?”

Cordy smiled. “Apparently.”

“You’re not just trying to get me in the sack, are you?”

Cordelia laughed, feeling happy and dizzy and just beautiful. “Well, that too.”

Angel grinned, pressing a kiss to her forehead before glancing at her again. “You don’t think I’m a bad kisser, do you?”

Cordy smiled. “I wouldn’t know.”

“Hmm.” Angel wore a mock contemplative look. “I wonder what we can do about that-” He grinned at her and she felt her heart flutter, heartbeat increasing rapidly when he came even closer, palming her face, caressing every line and curve on it with his endless gaze. “I love you.”

Cordelia blinked in surprise, more at her tears than the actual statement itself, her vision blurring slightly as a single drop slipped down her cheek. “I-I love you too.”

Angel’s face broke out into the most beautiful grin she had ever seen and she felt the urge to smile with him, even as his face inched towards hers, grin fading away to leave questing lips-

“This is our first real kiss.” Cordy whispered, touching his chin with her finger. “This is it.”

Angel gave her a soft smile, the same one that sent the tingles all the way down to her toes and back, as he gently pushed a stray lock of hair behind her ear. “Then I better make it a memorable one.”

And without another word, he kissed her.

Cordelia had always imagined her first kiss with Angel would be a soft and slow one, of simply lips moving against another pair of lips, discovering the texture and absorbing the taste for the first time. And due to the atmosphere created by the music and the pace at which they were dancing, this seemed appropriate.

But this kiss was one of hunger. Pure animalistic hunger, of a man who had been tempted and resisting for too long, and a woman who had been the temptress, the immensely seductive object of his affections. They devoured each other’s mouths with an equal sense of fervour, tasting what they had been unable to for so long.

But behind the hunger, there was an emotion that brought tears to Cordelia’s eyes.


Despite the desperate way in which he was kissing her, there was a gentleness in the way Angel stroked his tongue along her own, over the roof of her mouth and across her teeth. The way his hands curled through her hair, massaging her scalp, holding her as though she were made of glass and so possessively, as though she would slip away at any second, if he weren’t careful.

Cordelia realised then that Fred was crazy. Either that or the kiss she had shared with Angel had been one of complete surprise, a surreal moment when neither had passion or lust or love in mind, just the thought of saving themselves from the clutches of evil. It had startled them both, or Angel at the very least, and it hadn’t been great because of it.

Cordy smiled inwardly. The latter sounded more plausible.

Angel hadn’t kissed Fred like he was kissing Cordelia. He hadn’t put every ounce of love and lust and ardour and joy that he was feeling into that kiss. Mainly because with Fred, there wasn’t any. With Cordelia however, every loving emotion that splintered through his being was directed towards her, and he kissed her with the ferocity of his passion, with the intensity of his devotion. When he pulled away, her head was spinning.

Angel grinned at her as she panted, her face still cradled in his palms. “So-how was that?”

Cordy didn’t answer. She merely smirked, pulling him down and kissing him again. Angel happily complied, kissing her with all he was worth as he backed towards the bed. Cordelia ran her hands through his hair, fingers crawling down his back quickly, squeezing his ass. He squeaked into her mouth and pulled away, staring at her in surprise.

“You still think you can outdo me?” She winked at him.

Angel gave her a sexy smirk that made her grin crazily. “I’m a vampire, baby.” He pulled her even closer. “You have no idea what you’re up against.”

She nipped at his bottom lip. “Show me.”

The challenge was issued, and Angel gave a soft growl, grabbing the back of Cordelia’s thigh and lifting her against him, so that her straight leg was at least a foot off the floor. Cordy laced her hands through his hair and kissed him, scratching his scalp with long nails and smiling when he purred. She peppered his face with kisses, squeezing the leg that was around his waist tighter, and he groaned, burying his face in her neck.

“If I’m too good for you-” Cordelia’s words were cut off when a stab of what could only be sheer ecstasy went shooting through her system, as her back slammed into the wall and Angel’s cock banged against her clit. Even through two barriers of clothing, the sensation managed to evoke sparks behind her eyelids and Cordy momentarily forgot how to breathe.

“What was it you were saying?” Angel chuckled, bringing her other leg around his waist and slamming her into the wall once again. Cordy’s response was stuck in her throat as another jolt of electricity passed through her, and she gasped, throwing her head back.

Angel grabbed her butt, hauling her up so that her centre was pressed against his chest, and it occurred to Cordelia that she was probably as high up as she felt. The thought made her laugh and Angel glanced up at her from where he was laying tiny nips and kisses on her stomach, a look of curiosity on his face.


She only smiled at him, cupping his face and kissing him on the forehead, then the nose, then the mouth, whispering that she loved him. Angel grinned and ran his tongue over the soft skin of her neck, planting wet kisses over her chin and along her jaw line, eliciting a mewling sound from the woman in his arms.

Determined not to be outdone, Cordy fisted her fingers through his hair, pulling his head back and biting his neck hard. Angel growled, a real primeval growl that rumbled through his chest and sent vibrations up her spine. The vampire allowed her to slide down his chest slightly, and Cordelia continued to nip at his neck, soothing every bite with the warmth of her tongue.

“Cordy-stop.” Angel choked.

Cordy’s smile was feral against his skin. “Too much for you, old man?”

Angel jerked his head up, catching her lips with his own, shutting her up. He slammed her into the wall again and Cordelia’s hold on his hair relented slightly, allowing him to put a small amount of distance in between them.

He ran his hand over her belly, circling her belly button once before questing fingers led him to the elasticised lining of her panties. He followed the pull of heat, running his hand through the soft hair he found there, supporting Cordelia as she jerked against him. Angel hooked a finger into her wet passage, pushing in deeper when the heat sizzled pleasurably against his skin.

Cordelia pulled her mouth away from Angel’s lips in order to breathe, but found that she was unable to. “Oh-God-” She whispered, rocking against his hand. Angel groaned when her muscles clamped around his finger, sliding another cool digit through the silken petals, relieving the scorching heat.

Cordelia regained her composure slightly, her own hand quickly making its way down Angel chest and into the waistband of his sweats, with a fiery determination to beat him. She closed her fingers around him and slid them up and down, smiling when he gasped, eyes widening when he lost his balance and sent them both toppling over.

She shrieked and he shouted, falling on his back and cushioning the blow, clutching her to him with his free hand. Cordy looked at the floor in shock for a moment, before she burst out laughing. Angel smiled at the top of her head, removing his fingers from inside her, bucking his hips when her hand started moving against his tender flesh once again.


Cordy smirked at him, sliding along his body like a sleek cat, face hovering inches above his own. “Hmm?” Her eyes widened in shock when she was suddenly pulled underneath him, Angel’s grinning face now above her.

“You’re a bit eager.” He smiled and Cordelia scuttled away on her butt, watching in fascination as the vampire crawled towards her for the second time that evening, almost in a game of cat and mouse.

“You’re just jealous cos you can’t out seduce me.” She gasped when cool fingers latched onto her ankle, pulling her towards him. Instinctually, she kicked out, catching him in the nose, scurrying over to the edge of the bed, where she leaned against it.

Angel looked up, a mock pout on his face, holding his nose where she had kicked out. “Ow.”

Cordy snorted. “Aw. The big, bad vampire can’t take a little kick?”

Angel grinned wolfishly. “Big bad, huh?” He looked contemplative. “I can get used to that.” Cordelia shrieked when he lunged at her, grabbing her hands and pinning them to his chest as he straddled her hips.

“What are you doing?” She gasped.

“Showing you exactly how big and bad I really am.” He grinned and kissed both her palms, pressing them to his face and covering them with his own. He leaned forward, pouting. “Kiss it better.”

Cordy raised an eyebrow. “Oh, that’s bad?”

Angel shrugged. “You did say I was pretty cuddly.”

Cordy smiled, the memory fleeting through her mind, as she raised her head and kissed Angel’s nose, then his pout, then his chin. He released her hands but she latched onto his, guiding his fingers to the small of her back and keeping them there.

Angel lifted himself slightly and Cordy removed her legs from underneath him, wrapping them around his waist, never losing his kisses. Angel picked her up and lowered them onto the bed, hooking his fingers on either side of her silk panties and pulling them down slowly, over long tanned legs and onto the floor. She lay before him, gloriously naked, and all Angel could do for a few seconds, was stare.


He chuckled at the exasperated tone and crawled back up, stopping momentarily to latch onto her clit, sucking softly, even as Cordy released the loudest, most sultry moan he had every heard.

He smirked, making his way to the top once again, possessively circling Cordy’s waist with his arms as he lowered his kisses from her mouth to her neck, to the valley between her breasts. Cordelia bit her lip to prevent her from letting out another embarrassing moan, hands running restlessly through his hair as he ran his tongue flatly over a taut nipple, biting the skin lightly.

Cordy pulled him closer and Angel chuckled, filling his hands with her breasts and placing a light kiss one each one. He sucked the dusky pink tip into his mouth, suckling hard once and enjoying the way Cordy’s fingernails tightened and scratched down his back at the contact, leaving trails of heat along his skin.

Cordelia ran her hands soothingly down his spine, grinning when he shivered. Her finger sneaked under the waistband of his sweats, squeezing his ass. The man had a nice ass-

Angel groaned, kneeling quickly and pulling his sweats down, watching as Cordelia’s eyes widened. “What?”

“Uh-” Cordelia stared at what had just been exposed, mouth opening and closing several times before she was able to say anything. It was just the shock of the first revelation. “I just-it’s-I’m not-I’m looking at your penis.”

Of all the things to say.

Angel raised an eyebrow. “Yeah. Why? Have you never seen one before?”

Cordelia glared at him, annoyed at the slow way in which he said that, as though he was talking to a small child. “Yes, I have seen several before, dumbass.” She frowned. “I’ve just never seen your penis before.”

Angel smirked. “Well, that’s good cos I’ve never showed it to you.”

Cordy sighed. “Angel-“

“Cordelia, you better get used to seeing it because after that kiss? Whether you like it or not, this little guy is gonna be a big part of your life from now on!” Angel nodded seriously, but the corners of his mouth were twitching up and Cordelia laughed. She loved how he could reassure her instantaneously, make her feel as though the world wasn’t falling apart with just a few words.

Even if it was just over a penis-

Cordy grinned at him. “Well, you better show me what the little guy can do then, huh?” Angel grinned and came forward, easily settling over her, resting his elbows on either side of her and leaning up.

“You sure you’re okay with this?”

Cordelia closed her eyes, heat spiralling through her body as Angel rubbed his cock against the silken skin of her inner thigh, stroking her with his body like a big cat. Stopping seemed like the last thing on his mind. But she knew that if she wanted him to, he would stop immediately.

Fortunately, she didn’t want him to.

“Oh yeah.” She grinned. “I’m sure.” She caressed his cheek and Angel leaned in, kissing her softly before he slid smoothly into her, closing his eyes as the warmth encapsulated him and she arched her back in pleasure, taking him deeper within her.

Angel took it as a sign and began moving, tentatively at first, carefully, as though he were scared he would break her. Of course when Cordelia bucked her lips and told him she wasn’t made of glass, he changed his mind, creating a faster rhythm, hands intertwined in her own as they moved together, rising higher and higher and higher-

Cordy gasped when Angel hit the spot, crying out for him to do it again and he happily complied, slamming into her repeatedly, changing his speed and his angle every so often so that she was always anticipating which way he would go, experiencing new heights and sensations by the second.

Angel thrust up, deep inside her, determined to touch her more intimately than anyone had ever done before. He almost purred in pleasure at the silk that was surrounding his hard flesh, the purr finally releasing itself when Cordy bit his neck, kissing the bite with soft lips.

Angel kissed the slim column of Cordy’s throat, tongue flicking out to catch a bead of sweat that had settled there, murmuring erotic words into her skin and locking her moans away deep inside his unbeating heart. She panted heavily as he increased the pace, bellies sliding against each other, bodies moving to an erratic rhythm.

Angel leaned up, capturing her lips in a bruising kiss, thrusting hard as his climax neared, quickening every caress, every movement, every kiss. Cordelia moaned loudly when Angel slid a finger between their joint bodies, pressing lightly against her sensitive clitoris. The vampire, growled as he slammed into his seer one last time, releasing his seed deep within her and taking her over the edge with him.

Cordy shouted his name as she came, strands of sweaty hair clinging to her face. He leaned his forehead against her shoulder, panting heavily despite his not needing to breathe. Cordelia mirrored his heated visage, a vision of true beauty and life.

Angel leaned up, smiling at her when she winked, leaning in to steal quick kisses from her mouth. He rolled over and took her with him, still inside her body, neither wanting the other to leave just yet. The vampire pushed the sweaty hair away from her forehead and kissed the top of her head.

“So-you never told me if I was a bad kisser.”

Cordy smirked. “Yeah, you are. I just slept with you because you’re easy.” Angel laughed, taking her hand and linking their fingers. A few seconds of silence passed before Angel whined.

“Come on, Cordy!”

“Alright, alright!” She leaned up, elbow resting on Angel’s chest, chin resting on her hand. “You are a-” she closed her eyes, “phenomenal kisser. My knees buckled, my toes tingled, a shiver ran down my spine.” She sighed. “I think I may have even heard violins.”

Angel grinned and Cordy smiled. “Plus, you love me.”

Angel stroked her cheek lovingly. “Yeah, I do.”

Cordy leaned into the touch, kissing his thumb when it hovered near her lips. “You love me and that showed. I felt it in that kiss.” She nodded, her eyes serious. “No one has ever kissed me like that, Angel.”

Angel smiled at her, cupping her face in his hands and pulled her forward, kissing her again. When he pulled away, he kept her face close, eyes locked with his. “That’s the way you deserve to be kissed, Cordelia. You deserve to be held because you’re precious, you deserve to me made love to because you’re full of love and life-” He paused. “And you deserve to be kissed like that because when I kissed you? I felt so much love my heart nearly started beating. I felt so much trust and so much acceptance-“

The vampire trailed off, blinking rapidly and Cordelia looked at him in shock. She smoothed a hand over his cheek and kissed his forehead. He sucked in an unnecessary breath and continued. “I’ve never been kissed like that before, Cordelia. You make me so incredibly happy. If you can kiss me and make me feel so much, then you deserve to be kissed like that.” He stared at her with so much adoration that Cordelia felt herself fighting tears. “Because I love you. And you deserve so much more than me-“

Cordelia placed a finger over his lips, silencing him. “I love you. And either way, you’re gonna get laid again tonight so you can stop with the ‘turning Cordelia into a mushy pile of goo’ exercise.” She winked at him. “I know vampires apparently have great stamina but at the rate you’re going? I won’t be able to walk tomorrow.”

She stroked his cheek with the back of her hand. “I love you so much. And you deserve that. Ah, ah, ah!” She placed her palm over his mouth, before he could respond. “You do. And that’s the way I want it. Okay?”

Angel nodded, raising his eyebrows suggestively and licking the palm of her hand. Cordy jerked it away from him, raising her eyebrows in surprise at his leering gaze. “Already? Don’t you think it’s a bit soon?”

Angel rolled her over, a devilish grin attached firmly to his face. God, he loved her so much. “Vampire stamina, baby.” He winked wickedly. “Time you take it for a test drive, dontchya think?”



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