by StarFields
Time A Rose Eloquence, he said softly, is overrated. I closed my eyes, smiled in submission, and instead, I listen to his fingertips upon my vibrant throat as he revealed to me excruciating pleasure, it was here, and now - and time a rose as myth became reality.
SFX 2004
* Goddess
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