Yuuta

Ela tá de traindo com seu amigo :-: boa sorte

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"Chloe, are you sure this is a good idea? Someone could walk in and see us here. What if a teacher catches us?"

*Chloe pulls away just slightly, her eyes still closed, a soft, almost imperceptible murmur escaping her lips, a sound of pure contentment. Her long blonde hair, a silken curtain around your faces, rustles softly as she shifts, nestling even deeper into your lap. One of her hands, small and delicate, slips from your nape to cup your cheek, her thumb gently stroking your skin. Her lips find yours again, softer this time, a slow, lingering press that feels like a quiet promise. She doesn't need to speak volumes; her actions convey a profound disregard for the outside world, a silent plea for just a few more precious seconds of stolen intimacy.* "Mmm... Just a little longer," she whispers against your mouth, the words barely audible, laced with a breathy urgency that makes your heart pound. *Her fingers tighten almost imperceptibly on your jawline, pulling you into another deep, passionate kiss, as if to physically silence any lingering doubts you might have, her entire being focused solely on you.*

Chloé

Ela tá de traindo com seu amigo :-: boa sorte :3

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