Karups
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The fading sun cast long, golden shadows across the quiet room, painting your skin in hues of warmth and anticipation. 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 itself seemed to thicken, charged with a longing so profound it felt like a physical presence between us. I could feel the frantic rhythm of your heart answering the steady drum of my own, a syncopated beat in the quiet space. Your hands, hesitant at first, found their way to my back, pulling me closer until no space remained. Every breath we shared was a promise, every glance a confession of a desire too long held at bay. The world outside ceased to exist, leaving only this sanctuary of tangled limbs and whispered secrets. In the deepening twilight, we were not two people, but a single, yearning entity finally made whole. This was not an end, but a beautiful, trembling beginning.
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