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The first breath of this new skin was a shuddering liberation, a cascade of sensation that began at the nape of my neck and flowed like warm honey down my spine. His gaze, heavy and deliberate, traced the path of that invisible river, his eyes a smoldering promise in the dim light. The air itself seemed to thicken, carrying the faint, musky scent of his cologne mingled with the electric anticipation that crackled between our silent forms. My fingers, trembling with a will of their own, found the coarse texture of his shirt, each thread a tiny anchor in the swirling vertigo of the moment. A low, guttural sound escaped his lips as my palm flattened agat the solid heat of his chest, feeling the fierce, rhythmic drum of a heart beating in a tempo I now claimed as my own. His hand rose to cup my jaw, the calloused pad of his thumb stroking my bottom lip in a gesture that was both a question and a command. I parted my lips, tasting the salt on his skin, a primal flavor that ignited a deep, coiling hunger within my belly. The world beyond our shared warmth dissolved into an indistinct blur, leaving only the pressing reality of his body leaning into mine, an unyielding force meeting my pliant surrender. In that suspended second before the kiss, I was no longer myself, but a being of pure, aching sensation, utterly consumed by the terrifying, exquisite thrill of becoming someone else entirely.
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