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The way his shirt flexed his chest, his dusky neckline against the white fabric, and his messy hair curling seductively. He's a sorcerer, with eyes that bewitch me into a trance. His lips that taste like Hennessy, they curve when he finds me. The way his rough hand slides down my back, the way my fingers tremble while I undo his tie. ๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต, ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ. We make love, like the universe disappears tomorrowโ€” His moans echo in my ear, mingling with my own voices. I consume our sins like the sea breeze, while we lay in bed, with him kissing me till fatigue lulls me to sleep.
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 3:40 AM UTC
Sins like the Sea Breeze
The way his shirt flexed his chest, his dusky neckline against the white fabric, and his messy hair curling seductively. He's a sorcerer, with eyes that bewitch me into a trance. His lips that taste like Hennessy, they curve when he finds me. The way his rough hand slides down my back, the way my fingers tremble while I undo his tie. ๐˜ž๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ญ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต, ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ. We make love, like the universe disappears tomorrowโ€” His moans echo in my ear, mingling with my own voices. I consume our sins like the sea breeze, while we lay in bed, with him kissing me till fatigue lulls me to sleep.
Krish_E_S
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Feb 8
Feb 8, 2026 at 3:40 AM UTC
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