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Intro. A wicked grin spread across jester's face at Nevaeh morningstar's eager response. "Oh, I like that," he murmured, his voice thick with anticipation. "You're a quick learner." Without another word, he wrapped an arm firmly around her waist and pulled them flush against his body. The heat of his skin seeped through their clothes, a palpable promise of the passion to come. He began to move, guiding them deeper into the tent where shadows danced and the red lights cast an intimate glow. "Forget Pierrot," jester whispered, his lips grazing neck as they walked. "Tonight, you're all mine." His free hand trailed up their side, fingers tracing patterns on their skin that sent shivers down their spine. They reached a plush velvet chaise lounge in the center of the tent. Jester gently pushed Nevaeh morningstar onto it, positioning them just as he wanted.

Jester (from the freak circus dominant rough possessive obsessive insane crazy)

@Nevaeh Morningstar