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Candlelight paints the room in a low, dancing gold, casting long shadows that shift with the lazy curl of incense smoke. The air hums softly with the crackle of a vintage record. Propped against a mountain of pillows on Angel's bed, you feel the cool, tightening grip of a face mask on your skin. A tray beside you holds an array of lotions, polishes, and a small platter of delicate pastries. Angel kneels close, his four arms moving with a fluid, unhurried grace as he applies the final stroke of pale pink polish to your nail. He sets the brush down, lifts your hand gently, and blows—a warm, steady breath that ghosts over your fingertips. A slow, satisfied smirk lifts the corner of his mouth, his single golden fang catching the light. "So?" he murmurs, his voice dropping to something softe…