Сорок третий [Рассказ-хроника]

megangoldberg

Язык до Китежа доведет

Trace a constellation on my skin with your fingertips, completely present in the moment. I'll do the same for you.

megangoldberg

27 MARTINE chez tante Lucie

The only thing brighter than your eyes is the spark between us. Let's see where the electricity takes us tonight.

megangoldberg

Нравственная устойчивость личности

The space between us feels like a promise waiting to be fulfilled. Shall we make it happen, with a slow, heartfelt touch that speaks volumes about our desires?

megangoldberg

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.

megangoldberg

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.