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Eventually he flops off to the side and closes his eyes, falling into a gentle twitching doze. I sit up to look at the mess that has been made of my thighs and the cloying shame of defiling myself threatens to spoil my bliss—until I see what he has drawn. On each thigh in the most exquisite design, two birds hold a delicate banner containing the most beautiful script. My breath is taken from me as I read the simple words: I love you.

" Here goes the story of the Sakura tree, mostly known as The tree of love or hope. A long-lost Japanese fable about a girl named Sakura and a tree called Yohiro (hope) tells the story of true love that never ends. "The legend of Sakura began hundreds of years ago in ancient Japan. It was a time when feudal lords fought horrible wars, filling the country with sadness and desolation. Moments of peace were very few and didn’t last long before another dispute would begin. In spite of a war-torn land, there was a forest—a unique wonder of nature with moss-covered rocks and rich wildlife—that no soldier ever wanted to harm. Hiding deep inside this forest was a tree, one so lifeless that it could

“Didn't the Youkai King give you freedom? He protects you, but in return, you are only deceived and hurt, how can he be heartless to let you fall into pain again? Palomas Blancas, no matter how beautiful the sunset over Mount Atardecer is, in the end, the one who carries you when you're injured is the King of Youkai, and the one who heals you is also the King of Youkai…” “The Youkai King treats me well, I can feel it, but how long can that love last? One year, two years? Or eight years, ten years? Soon he will hate me as much as he hates his seventh wife, until then, how can I bear it?" Pfauen sighed, then said in a distant voice: “You're wrong, the Youkai King's feelings for you are not the

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She even winked. “Yaoi?” Jane asked, looking rather blank. “Literature?” Akira nodded. “Yes, literature. Gay stuff.” Jane blushed bright red immediately. “Oh.” Akira continued. “It’s very popular in Japan, especially the manga, light novels, and CD drama. I must admit I’m a fujoshi. I binge read the manga and light novels. Very entertaining. And of course, who wouldn’t want to listen to some hot, sexy CD drama, especially when two guys are in the midst of some hot bedroom scenes, with all that moaning, groaning, and heavy breathing?”

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He felt a feeling of emotion well up inside of him, and he knew that he had to express his love for her in words. "Being with you feels like a dream come true," he whispered, his voice husky with emotion. "You're kind, brave, and beautiful, and I can't imagine my life without you in it." Anna turned her head to look up at him, her eyes shining with love. "I feel the same way," she said, her voice soft and tender. "You make me feel alive like I've never felt before. I don't care what you are or where you come from, all that matters is that I love you."

He kissed her neck, her jaw, her lips—pouring three years of missing her into every touch. Pyhna’s pleasure built again, steady and powerful. She clenched around him, nails lightly scratching his back over his scars. “I love you, Fabian. So much.” “I love you too,” he growled, thrusting deeper. One hand slipped between them, rubbing her clit in gentle circles. She came again with a shuddering moan, pulling him over the edge with her. Fabian buried himself deep, groaning her name as he spilled inside her, hot pulses filling her completely.