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Tonight, we were supposed to be just another pair of shadows in the crowd, but the only thing getting lost in the dark is our self-control. The mirror reflects our flawless attire, a facade for the raw, carnal hunger that simmers beneath. One look, one touch, and the night's plans dissolve into an erotic symphony of moans and whispered demands. The world outside can wait; our bodies are the only landscape we're eager to explore. Stripped of pretense, we surrender to the primal rhythm that pulses between us. This is not just a hookup—it's a claiming, a fierce and passionate surrender to the inevitable.
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