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The air in the room was thick with the sweet, musky scent of exertion and spilled champagne, a heady perfume that clung to the skin. A low, pulsing beat thrummed through the floorboards, a vibration that seemed to travel up through bare feet and settle deep in the belly. In the dim, honeyed light, a sheen of perspiration glistened on the curve of a spine as a body arched in a slow, deliberate stretch. Fingertips, slick and warm, traced the delicate ladder of ribs before sliding down to grip a narrow waist, pulling two forms into a single, swaying shadow. A soft, breathy sigh escaped parted lips, lost for a moment in the rhythmic throb of the music before being answered by a low murmur agat a sensitive neck. The silken fabric of a discarded uniform whispered agat the floor as a knee pressed gently between two trembling thighs. Every sense was amplified—the taste of salt on a collarbone, the sight of dilated pupils reflecting the faint, colored lights, the overwhelming feeling of hot, pliant flesh yielding under an exploring hand. It was a symphony of touch and sound, a building rhythm of shared breath and escalating heat that promised a crescendo just beyond the next heartbeat. This was not a performance for anyone but the participants, a private, primal celebration unfolding in the charged, intimate dark.
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