Karups
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The city lights blurred beyond the rain-streaked window, casting a soft, golden haze across the room. His fingers, trembling slightly, traced the delicate line of her jaw, a question whispered against her skin. She leaned into his touch, her eyes closing as a slow, shuddering breath escaped her lips. The air itself seemed to thicken, charged with a warmth that had nothing to do with the distant storm. He drew her closer until she could feel the frantic rhythm of his heart echoing her own, a silent, syncopated drum. Her hands slid up his back, feeling the tense strength there, a anchor in the rising tide of their emotion. A soft sigh, more felt than heard, passed between them as their foreheads gently touched. In that suspended silence, every unspoken word and hidden longing finally surfaced, raw and beautiful. The world outside ceased to exist, leaving only the shared warmth of their bodies and the profound intimacy of their gaze. It was a perfect, breathless fusion of two souls, burning brightly in the quiet dark.
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