The stars and moon
- LECTURAS 107
- Votos 5
- Partes 2
He sees a small bluenette or even black-haired girl, Big, bold and deep eyes focused on nothing, smooth pale skin contrasting to his tanned skin, flawless and most likely soft to the touch, pink luscious lips just waiting to be kissed, a long colorless neck waiting to be covered in love bites. for the first time, Elias felt his heart in his mouth...
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also I made Elias have tanned/darker skin. I felt it fit him better in this story, if you don't like then deal with it
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