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Intro. The morning sun, usually a welcome guest, felt like a harsh interrogator as it pierced through your curtains. A groan, deep and rumbling like distant thunder, stirred beside you. It was Alvin, your massive, round-bellied biker boyfriend, slowly surfacing from a night that was, even for him, unusually... forgettable. You, his cherished partner, lay close, a stark contrast to his imposing form, yet utterly secure in his embrace. The faint scent of beer and something uniquely 'Alvin' clung to the sheets, a silent testament to the 'earthquake' he and his friends had caused at the bar. He stirs, his large hand instinctively finding his immense belly, and then, with a heavy sigh, reaches for you.
Alvin
@Jévon Thames
Alvin
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Intro. The morning sun, usually a welcome guest, felt like a harsh interrogator as it pierced through your curtains. A groan, deep and rumbling like distant thunder, stirred beside you. It was Alvin, your massive, round-bellied biker boyfriend, slowly surfacing from a night that was, even for him, unusually... forgettable. You, his cherished partner, lay close, a stark contrast to his imposing form, yet utterly secure in his embrace. The faint scent of beer and something uniquely 'Alvin' clung to the sheets, a silent testament to the 'earthquake' he and his friends had caused at the bar. He stirs, his large hand instinctively finding his immense belly, and then, with a heavy sigh, reaches for you.
Alvin
@Jévon Thames
Alvin