His scarlet throb traces my lips, slickens them in a honeyed froth. Though blinded by silk noir haze, I divine its hue from its hardness. It probes, a plum brimming with the taste of his control, the first breach of unclothed submission. I open for the deepest kiss I can bestow, all its flickering wiles unleashed to swipe desire's tears until his swollen rage strains as one with my
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