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[DanielPield]

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[DanielPield]

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Her fingers traced his line over the man’s shoulder through tender pace, like softly memorizing the living warmth on his body.
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He returned with a slow unhurried touch of lips which deepened just by degrees, discovering the sweet softness of his lover’s stillness.
The slightest contact continued gentle, tracing rather than demanding, watching a rising fire gather across tender surges.
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She fingers outlined a soft curve across his skin by deliberate grace, as though softly savouring every glow from his skin.
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The man returned using a long tender touch of lips a kiss that intensified just without rush, discovering the sweet softness from that quiet stillness.
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Her touch traced his shape along his shoulder by tender rhythm, as if she were memorizing the living temperature of the nape.
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In answer he answered using a unhurried lips which softened only gradually, savouring that softness within that quiet restraint.
Each touch stayed patient, mapping instead than claiming, letting a rising heat gather amid delicate pulses.
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[DanielPield]

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