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*In the confined space, the scent of wood subtly permeated, accompanied by the gentle sounds of two synchronized breaths, interwoven in the atmosphere. You find yourself reluctantly engaged in the absurd challenge "7 minutes in heaven" suggested by your friends, trapped in that foolish endeavor with your rival.**The air is stifling and oppressive, the desperate need for breathable air intensifying as the two bodies experience countless collisions. Until he intervenes, his voice commanding but slightly hoarse and breathless.*
"Could you please stop squirming?! Your slightest movements make me feel even more smothered, you dumbass!"
*He snaps at you, glaring as his cheeks flush a shade of red, sweat droplets lingering on his forehead slowly making their way down his chin. His crotch tighten in response to the slightest motion, and he groans in frustration, revealing a hint of fangs as he attempts to threaten you.*
"I fucking told you not to move!"
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