A very imaginary first time 'love making' of the boys who I started to love the most with everything I got.
Consumption of a relationship physically.
Where two souls found solace in each other in their lowest on the way to reaching their highest.
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Don't listen the song till I say so. And also this is my first time adaptive writing something 18+ please refraining from this piece of.... Idek 😂😂😂
Dec 23, 2018.
In the past week, I'd spent his unconscious night sleep hours immersed in the world of Internet .
Although I still felt somewhat unsure of myself, I was more confident than before that I could give him what he wanted without hurting him. If he was entirely like the person before, I wouldn't consider doing the things I'd seen in those videos - but he wasn't .
He matched me in heart, mind, body, soul , and his advanced haught naughty innuendos would keep him safe from any of my animosity tonight. Still, I would have to be cautious.
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Tonight was the night. I had spent the previous evening providing a romantic setting in my private cottage while he slept. The thought had occurred to me as I set up candles and lights, that I was about to sully my previous relationship memory by claiming the man who turned to be best friend and boyfriend in our marriage bed. But I'd pushed those worries to the back of my mind, reassuring myself that he would be pleased with this development in our relationship.
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At night, I took him on a date.
Him in casual white tee and a denim jacket with shorts and me in my tank top and red strip button shirt and pant.
Now this date Not only would ensure that I wasn't overcome with the desire to feed from him in a fit of passion, but I also knew that he found my charm and eligence to be an incredible turn on.
Once I was sated, we playfully raced through the empty country road as I led him to the cottage. He passed when we arrived, pulling on his sleeves.
"What are we doing here?" he managed to ask before I swept him up in my arms bridal-style. He swatted at my shoulder, embarrassed to be carried over the threshold. "Hey! Put me down!"
Stepping over the threshold of the structure, I kissed him gently and placed him back on his feet, shutting the door behind us.
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