Twin Tormentors
Our lips danced together in an unhurried rhythm, swaying and tugging gently while nipping and biting here and there.
A soft groan rumbled from his chest and I smiled, with my lips still on his, and then drew back, then stared into his beautiful black orbs. His eyes were piercing, and they held so much mystery in them. It is said that eyes are windows to the soul, but Verzi's eyes were something entirely different. some times they were lifeless and cold, sometimes they swirled with so many emotions that made you weak in the knees, and sometimes; they were what could bury you alive.
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