Tunedthings

[MartaLoold]

The woman tips glided along the gentle curve of his neckline by measured grace, almost as while mapping the living temperature of bare surface.
Gentle exhale grazed upon bare nape the moment she settled into him, joined forms melting with silent need.
Her lover met her through a long tender touch of lips and it opened ever so by degrees, savouring the sweet flavour from his lover’s patience.
Any caress felt patient, exploring in place of taking, letting their warmth swell across slow pulses.
Finally when the woman gently murmured the man’s word into that open kiss, that whisper carried the twin care plus longing.
During a deep shared moment the two settled into one cadence one that became not so much similar to need instead of more resembling quiet promise only they alone for the lovers alone could guard.
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