☆ - ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ
★- ᴏɴɢᴏɪɴɢ
☆ - ᴅɪsᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ
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Within the rage of the seven sea's lays a hidden lovestory, twisted with backstabbing, and white lies, but underneath the broken tears and pain, once was a beautiful story of devotion and ever-lasting p...
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Love, a gift from the gods they said, humanity greatest pleasure, a series of emotions, intense and rough, sweet and soft, everything we are, in one singular feeling, however, it can be the most drowning, throat-tightening feeling when you are pulled under the current that is love, sweeped up and swallowed whole by a raging goddesses who seeps into your very inch of your body, back arching as we reach the greatest pleasure and the most disgusting heartbreak our mortal bodies can formulates, turning into a monster by your own lover, for sake of the power forever nothing but drowning in the ocean currents and dreaming of what it used to be.
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Hongjoong took Seongwa's hand in his, their fingers interlocking, a series of adrenaline and heart-pumping emotions, pushing and forward together, as their bodies brushed against one of another, a song of deep breaths and soft moans flowed into one another, desire and lust filling up, closer and closer till the body hits the top. They were being becoming one, just like ocean and the currents that twisted. Their souls were now equal.
'Hongjoong, you gave me your key.."
Hongjoong was sweaty and weak, however Seonghwa seemed more alive than ever after their sinful dance together
"This means i have you give you mine."
Seonghwa spoke in poetry, it was hard to know what he actual meant.
