Karups
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The fading sun cast long, golden shadows across the room, painting your skin in hues of warmth and twilight. My fingers traced the delicate line of your collarbone, a silent question whispered against your skin. You leaned into the touch, a soft sigh escaping your lips as your eyes fluttered closed. The air grew thick with the scent of your perfume and the quiet promise of the evening. I could feel the steady, answering rhythm of your heartbeat beneath my palm, a frantic drum matching my own. Your hand found mine, our fingers intertwining in a perfect, desperate lock. In that suspended moment, the entire world narrowed to the space between our shared breaths. Every glance was a confession, every gentle caress a sacred vow spoken without sound. A profound vulnerability washed over us, leaving us trembling and utterly exposed. We were two souls adrift, finding our anchor only in the other’s embrace. This was not a beginning or an end, but a beautiful, eternal now.
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