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πππ‘πππ₯ Γ π ππππ | ππ΄+ " There is no thirst for body in the infamous streetsβ¦ the soul will yearn!!! " Ujaan let the words slip out as he blew a slow stream of smoke into the airβ¦ when suddenly a piercing scream slashed through his ears. "Ujaanβ¦" He turned instantly and there stood Baila , tears spilling from her eyes, blood tracing the corner of her lips, her whole body trembling. She didnβt speak. She just ran straight to him, grabbed the collar of his shirtβ¦ and with tears rolling down her face, pressed her lips onto his . Baila didnβt know how to kiss.She was just sucking desperately on his lower lip , then his upper lip, pouring every ounce of fear and pain into that messy, trembling kiss. Sometimes her lips closed too tightly, sometimes her teeth brushed his lipβ¦ like she was crying through her mouth. Ujaan went completely speechless. His hands slowly slid up to her shoulders, and he pulled her slightly away. His eyes darkened, his voice dropping into a deep, husky growl ππππ ππππ ππππ ππππ πππ ππππ π ππππππβ¦ Before she could even breathe, Ujaan pulled her back in, capturing her lips with hisβ but this time he controlled everything. His lips moved over hers slow and deliberateβ¦ then suddenly deeperβ¦ harder. First he claimed her upper lip, pulling it gently between his lips, releasing it with a soft, possessive drag. every movement filled with an addictive, dangerous intensity. Tears slipped from the corners of Bailaβs eyes, landing on both their mouths. Ujaanβs thumb slid along her cheek, wiping them away without breaking the kiss and he kissed her even deeper. sometimes a full lip-to-lip seal that made Baila forget how to breathe. Her trembling slowly melted as she clung to himβ¦and Ujaan kept kissing her harder, deeper, more intense as if in that moment nothing existed except her fear, her breaking, and his furious claim over her. ππ΄+ | ππππ πππππππ | πππππππ

