Saving the Deserter

Saving the Deserter

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I noticed how encompassed with sweat she was. Every inch of her bed was drenched seamlessly in her vixens. I sat down slowly on the bed, causing it to dip. Her voice was laced with whimpers as her lips parted slightly. Her back arched slightly, causing the blanket to fall down a couple of centimeters. Her hands laid on either side of her head, carefree. Her whimpers began to die down and were replaced with soft moans. "H-harder," she breathed out softly. Her breath hitched in her throat and her lips parted a little more. Her back arched slightly more than last time. "R-right t-there" The moan that escaped her supple lips was tainted with pleasure. I watched her intently as her body slowly shivered. She bit her lip slightly before moaning once more. The toxicity of that smell filled the air. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. There was something about that smell, her smell, that turned me on completely. It was sweeter than any of the other girls I've been with. It smelt so pure and untamed. I hated it. **Mature Content Ahead, Enter At Your Own Risk**
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As we sit there by the camp fire, she starts telling me that she is not afraid of she just wants to understand my motive. "I have this urge, like I have to have you, I have to feel your warm wet blood on my hands. But your different for some reason I can't hurt you no matter how hard I try. I look in your eyes and my heart pounds like its trying to rip out of my chest. I can't describe this feeling, like a war raging with in me. Apart of me wants to kill you, another part wants to touch your body, kiss you, grab you and make you want me as much as I want you. For a moment time stood still, she just stared at me. Trying to understand. As I stood up and walked towards her she looked at the ground. I grab her by the arm and ask her to come swimming with me in the lake. Wait like naked, she answered nervously. Well you want your clothes to stay dry don't you? I answered sarcastically, chuckling with amusement.

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