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Alastor's antlers enveloped us, a majestic canopy of passion, sheltering our love from the world. Our lips devoured each other, tongues dancing in perfect harmony, as if choreographed by desire itself. Every moment with him was a symphony of desire, each note resonating deep within my soul.
His deer tail twitched, a subtle reminder of his wild, untamed nature, and I felt an thrill run through me. I wrapped my legs tighter, feeling his powerful muscles flex beneath me, his strength intoxicating, making me feel safe, cherished, and protected.
Every thrust, every kiss, every whispered promise ignited a fire within me, our love burning brighter with each passing moment. The world melted away, leaving only our entwined bodies, racing hearts, and the all-consuming passion between us.
Alastor's eyes burned with desire, his gaze piercing my soul, claiming me, cherishing me, and loving me utterly. His antlers seemed to pulse with energy, amplifying our pleasure, our love, and our connection.
I arched my back, our bodies moving in perfect sync, our love song echoing through eternity.
"Alastor, I love you," I whispered, my voice lost in our kiss, drowned by the beat of our hearts.
"Forever, my darling," he replied, his voice husky with passion, his fingers tracing my spine, sending shivers down my spine, and moans escaping my lips.
Our pleasure intensified, our love shining brighter, defying the forces that sought to tear us apart. Together, we soared to new heights, our love rebellion burning brighter with every moment, every touch, every kiss.
In Alastor's arms, I found my home, my sanctuary, my ecstasy. Time stood still as our bodies merged, our hearts beating as one, our love flame burning eternally.
With each tender touch, our bond strengthened, our love growing more resilient. I felt his love deep within me, a constant presence, a guiding light.
As we reached the pinnacle of our passion, our love exploded in a kaleidoscope of colors, a symphony of pleasure, and a dance of entwined souls.
At that moment, nothing else existed. Only our love, pure, untamed, and unbreakable.
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Déjà Vu
أدب الهواة27 year old (y/n) starts her new life and career in new Orleans Louisiana as a radio host for one of the most popular radio broadcasting stations in all of louisiana. Where she learns of a broadcaster who was loved by all during the 1920's for his c...
