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Prota 26
Moonlight Shadows
His left hand tenderly gripped her vulnerable neck as she gasped for air upwards while clenching onto his pressing forearm. Her bent legs hugged his waist as he dug deeper with larger and heavier thrusts. They rarely broke eye contact and became one in the silhouette which cast over the stone wall lit by a series of melted candles. She continued to moan while pulling his muscular forearm deeper into her throat. His hot sweat dripped onto her tanned skin as he dipped below to bite down on her lips. Her free hand swung around to claw into his back with her brazened nails, marking a series of paths across his flesh. Another candle blew out and emitted an upward spiral of smoke which went completely ignored. Their glowing silhouette was kept alive by the few candles that refused to die—preserving their last breaths of life on their mission to providing light for others. They finally ceased and withered away into the black moonlight shadows which overtook the room.
Lust became their blinding light and carried them through the darkness of that summer night.
