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πππ«π ππ«πππ‘π π©ππ₯π₯π β Φ΄ΦΆΦΈ ΰΉπ
@thefemaledancer.bsky.social
Β· May 29
( her sighs were like gravity β pulling him closer , deeper . each breath , each brush of her lips , undid him .
her hand at the back of his neck , her fingers threading through his hair β gods . it nearly buckled him . he leaned into it , chasing the warmth , the comfort
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her hand at the back of his neck , her fingers threading through his hair β gods . it nearly buckled him . he leaned into it , chasing the warmth , the comfort
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( when she stole a brief glance at him , she noticed how the color of his face now matched the vibrancy of his scarlet hair . how cute ..
he looked as if he might faint at any moment , and it made her stomach flip , the way he gazed at her . did she really have such an effect on him .α£
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he looked as if he might faint at any moment , and it made her stomach flip , the way he gazed at her . did she really have such an effect on him .α£
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πππ«π ππ«πππ‘π π©ππ₯π₯π β Φ΄ΦΆΦΈ ΰΉπ
@thefemaledancer.bsky.social
Β· May 28
( her forehead pressed to his and his world tilted .
the warmth of her skin , the brush of her breathβ too close , too real , too much . it short-circuited something in him , like a fragile wire snapping under pressure .
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the warmth of her skin , the brush of her breathβ too close , too real , too much . it short-circuited something in him , like a fragile wire snapping under pressure .
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( β i like it β he says . of course he did .. what she was doing was probably like granting water to a man who had wandered in the desert for years . she couldn't deny the fact that it was partially motivated by her own selfish desires ..
but she itched to touch him more ..
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but she itched to touch him more ..
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πππ«π ππ«πππ‘π π©ππ₯π₯π β Φ΄ΦΆΦΈ ΰΉπ
@thefemaledancer.bsky.social
Β· May 28
( the moment her hand rose to his face , gently guiding him to look at her , his heart lurched . for a split second , he panicked β had he gone too far ? his breath hitched , and he froze , pulling back just an inch , as if afraid to cause her discomfort .
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( there was a fire stoking in the heat of their complicated feelings . the silence was thick and charged β if she spoke , she was afraid it would break the spell they both seemed to be under .
did he touch her because she was pitiful .α£ or because he too had craved the touch of another ..
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did he touch her because she was pitiful .α£ or because he too had craved the touch of another ..
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