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Y/N's Legacy: Yuji my cursed Obsession Part 2
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    Time 6h 51m
Complete, First published Nov 24, 2024
Mature
"I love the way he kisses me. It's like he's pouring his entire soul into it. I'd do anything to keep him mine," Yuji picked me up by the waist, placing me on the table with a gentle yet passionate movement. My hands instinctively found his face, my thumbs tracing the contours of his cheeks while my fingers tangled in his hair behind his ears. Yuji's hands remained on my waist, his fingers digging into my skin.

"Y/N, you're so beautiful when you're lost in the kiss. I love seeing you like this," Yuji thought. As we deepened the kiss, the table beneath us became a casualty of our passion. Papers, files, and pens scattered to the floor, but we were unbothered. Our world had narrowed to the touch, the taste, and the feel of each other.

"I'll never let him go. He's mine, and I'll do whatever it takes to keep him safe." My adrenaline rushed through my body, and I felt alive. Yuji's kiss was my oxygen, my reason for being. I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer, and he obliged, his body melting into mine.
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