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You can almost taste whatever's between us in the air. It's made the atmosphere heavy, almost lethargic. It's primal and insistent.
We aren't starting the next chapter of our lives. Star-crossed hardly describes what we have. I know the thoughts behind my eyes, and when I meet your gaze across the room, I think I know yours too. They're the same, quiet thoughts of the depravity we could wreck upon each other. We don't need to love each other. We just need to use each other.
I leave, and notice you leave right behind me. I offer to share a cab, and you accept. We say nothing but the address, but my hand quietly rides up your thigh.
Hit the ground running please! Tell me the first article of clothing you take off (of you or me) after we get through my dark apartment door. Also tell me your kinks/limits/names you love to be called in parenthesis if you want.
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