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The atmosphere is a mixture of things. Unwanted feelings and embraced emotions fill the very room that we're in.
The room is thick with the smell of smoke which is intoxicating. I hate cigarettes myself but I'd hate it if you quit. The smell is something that I dore, something that reminds me of you.
I pull you closer, indulging in your touch and utterly shaken with lust. I do not know what you're thinking, beyond those beautiful hazel eyes. Am I pleasing you?
Or is this just a kind gesture to please me?
I drink in your scent and your taste, it's bittersweet. And I love it.
All my insecurities are forgotten, all my demons are chased away whenever I lay beneath you. I could care less about anything but tangling my fingers in your bubble-gum pink hair and playfully biting at your lip rings.
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Will make better when proper tools are provided xD
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Ratholas&Rathian luv4evar |
