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The heavy velvet curta breathed agat the window frame, a slow pulse that matched the rhythm in the room where two bodies learned each other’s cartography. His hands, calloused and sure, traced the delicate architecture of her spine, a journey from the tense pla of her shoulders down to the sacred curve where her back surrendered. A soft sigh escaped her lips, not a word but a language all its own, as she arched into his touch, her skin awakening like dawn under his fingertips. The air itself grew thick with the scent of their mingled heat, of salt and something sweetly floral from the perfume lingering at her throat. Every shift, every whispered promise agat heated skin, was a deliberate unraveling of the day’s formalities, a shedding of woven cloth and societal armor. Her fingers tangled in his hair, pulling him closer until there was no space for light or doubt, only the shared darkness behind their closed eyelids. The world outside, with its distant city hum, faded into irrelevance, its noises drowned by the symphony of their ragged breaths and the rustle of sheets. This was a place beyond time, where touch was the only truth and every gasp was a confession more profound than any vow. In this sanctuary of tangled limbs and racing hearts, they were not just connected but remade, two separate fires merging into a single, brilliant conflagration.
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