Mellifluous || H.S (HIATUS)
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''The reminiscence of what they could be was pure sin, a dark thought that haunted both their minds whilst their bodies urged to become one. Her small, petite body under his frame was in need to be defiled and Amelia's back arched for him like a flower blooming for the sun. His hands, always so unsure and eager, found their rightful place over her hips, his fingers digging into the tender flesh and drawing out a gasp from the ginger. In the back of his mind, something screamed:
Mine.''
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Warning: This is a fantasy story - read the disclaimer in 'Prologue'.
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