threw out our cloaks and our daggers because It's morning now
There were clothes everywhere in the room, there was silence except for their breathing, there was nothing but a thick fog of lust and a love that would be forgotten till morning.
Nothing else mattered as they both did something they would probably regret, or maybe one of them will. Their breaths filled the silence of the room
It was pleasure none of them knew existed. And they both didn't regret it, in fact they pondered as to why they never did it before. Soon the deep slumber followed exhaustion, lulling them to sleep.
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~~ alien❤️🌚~~
r u regretting or feeling embarrassed
2024-12-20
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