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𝕾𝖊𝖛𝖊𝖓 𝖉𝖊𝖛𝖎𝖑𝖘, 𝕾𝖎𝖓 𝖔𝖋 𝖑𝖚𝖘𝖙 .
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𝑶𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒄𝒍𝒖𝒃 : 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒄𝒌 𝑫𝒂𝒉𝒍𝒊𝒂 .

Bodies tremble under sinful, skilled hands . Not many can resist the power you seem to bathe in ; swayed to your bed between drunken kisses that taste like scotch and  chocolate, freezing hands warmed through contact as you lazily coax promises of forever they have no intention of keeping from parted pleasured lips . A low growl escaping into the crescendo . It's too late . Hopelessly addicted ; you can't help but to laugh . You always get rewarded for your hard work . You are the only begotten king of lust after all , little sin . It's as undeniable as you are .