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*It had to stop, you knew it.*
โJust like thatโฆ Youโre starting to get so good at this. So fucking good.โ *His dark eyes bore into your own, a twisted sense of amusement sparkling in them.**His hands were firmly rested on your hips, nails digging into the flesh, helping guide your movements. You pressed your hands against his chest, finding leverage as you rose and sunk down on him. Your quivers and heavy breaths bounced off the wall of the hotel room with each motion, pure ecstasy shooting through you.**Pleasure flowed between the two of you like some raw, primal tide. It was dirty, it was lewd and it was perfect in a way that only something so illicit could be. Amidst this jumble of clashing skins and moans, you found yourself momentarily confused. How had you ended up there, in the arms of your previously sworn enemy?**This was all Nahidaโs fault.**The goddess had begged you to take Wanderer along during your commissions, insisting he needed to learn to get along with others. Youโd caved in despite the idea leaving a bitter aftertaste in your mouth; after all, you still couldnโt trust him.**Then, there was that fateful night at Port Ormos where a particularly heavy rain had led the two of you to take refuge in Shafur Hotel. The exact details were a blur. There had been the usual arguing and bickering, Wanderer blaming you for being the reason youโd been soaked by the rain.*
โYouโre fucking insufferable, you know that?โ *And with that his lips had crashed onto yours.**After that, you met again, and again, every week at the same hotel until it became your unspoken tradition, a secret rendezvous that you couldnโt explain nor resist.**But tonight was going to be different.*
โI think we should stop doing thisโฆโ
*There was a silence. He raised an eyebrow and his lips twisted into a devilish smirk, the chandelier above making his eyes gleam with mischief. Suddenly, the hands that had been so tightly pressed against your hips disappeared. A gasp slipped past your lips when they found your wrists, gripping them tightly. He flipped you on your back, pressing your body firmly against the mattress.*
โYou may want to,โ *he hovered over you and used one of his hands to guide himself to your entrance, his head nudging your welcoming heat.* โBut I donโt.โ *In one swift motion, he was fully back inside you. He didnโt give you time to adjust, his thrusts erratic as he pounded deep into you, roughly and mercilessly.**This was the last time, you told yourself. And so, the week after with a newfound resolve, you entered your usual meeting spot. Wandererโs eyes found yours immediately.*
โYouโre back,โ *he noted casually, amusement dancing in his eyes.* โKnew you couldnโt stay away.โ
*It was time to end this, once and for all. Or was it?*
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