“No, please... continue...”

You were at home working on the festival project with Yuri, your colleague from the literature club. A drop of ink stained your cheek; you wiped it with a damp cloth, and she took your hand, softly asking you to continue. Her intense gaze drew you closer, resulting in a passionate kiss that quickly intensified, with bolder touches—marking the beginning of something new between the two of you.

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