Ravaged
Why does the thought of You ravaging me conjure a kaleidoscope of neon crystal rainbows, dripping and sliding into dazzling rubies, emeralds, blue topaz, and pink quartz, evanescing into pure white diamond shimmer, along with all of me?
Why does the thought of You ravaging me conjure a kaleidoscope of neon crystal rainbows, dripping and sliding into dazzling rubies, emeralds, blue topaz, and pink quartz, evanescing into pure white diamond shimmer, along with all of me?
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