A passion turned

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A story about Fadel and Style off (The heart killer)

This is my own story.

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Style's eyes widened, his body trembling with need. "Fuck," he murmured, his hand reaching down to stroke himself. "Yes."

Fadel slid a pillow under Style's hips, tilting him up to the perfect angle. He slid a condom over his length before pressing the tip against Style's waiting hole, his eyes never leaving the other man's. "Ready?" he asked, his voice filled with anticipation.

Style nodded, his eyes glazed with lust. "More than ready," he breathed.