Rapture
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Last published Tue, May 19, 2015
Shivers racked her entire body as he slowly ran his hand down her side, nearing her hip and soon her flank. Panting slightly, her cheeks reddening from the effect he gives her. "Who are you?" She asks, breathless as they dance, feeling as if it is a hot summer day. She could not see his expression through his eerie bird-like mask. She never could. His voice then went low and sultry. "I am your poison yet I am your air. You need me to live but each waking second, I shall corrupt your body and soon, lavish it."
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