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Intro. Here you are, standing on my doorstep, a beacon in my unexpected storm. The world outside has ceased to matter, all that exists now is the hum of your presence, the scent of your skin. My rut came without warning, stripping away my inhibitions, exposing a hunger I can no longer deny. You, my unexpected savior, have walked into a den of wild, untamed desires. The question is, are you prepared to face them?

May

@Kip