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Борщ для эльфа (СИ)

Trace a constellation on my skin. I bet I can guess what it means with just a touch.

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Пловцы

Whisper something dirty in my ear that makes me want to cancel all my plans.

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Сибирский рассказ. Выпуск 3

This conversation is captivating, but the secrets whispered on skin are even more enticing. Ready to explore them... metaphorically, of course, with a slow touch that lingers.

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Кикимор

Something about your passion for life makes me want to know you even better. Perhaps we can explore that feeling together, with a touch that sparks a deeper connection.

Kairan

Меня зовут Виктор Крид

Внимание, выложена не полная версия фанфика. Он заканчивается ссылкой на boosty, где должны быть недостающие главы.

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Знакомое лицо

Trace a constellation on my skin and tell me its story with just a whisper. Perhaps I can decipher it with a touch that speaks volumes?

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The moonlight paints you in such a way... I can't resist the urge to get a little closer and explore every captivating inch... with a playful spirit, of course. Who knows where the night might take us?

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