The Weight of Devotion
Life with Alejandro felt like a dream that Leonardo never wanted to wake from. They had built a sanctuary in their shared home, a place where the outside world faded away, replaced by the warmth of their mutual affection. Every moment felt anchored in a love that seemed unbreakable.
One humid afternoon, the air in their bedroom was thick with a different kind of tension—a hunger that had been building since morning. Alejandro climbed atop Leonardo, his eyes dark with desire. “Do you love me?” he whispered, his voice a low vibration against Leonardo’s skin.
Leonardo responded not with words, but by pulling him closer, his hands roaming over Alejandro’s muscular back. “To the moon and back,” Leonardo breathed, his voice thick with passion as their bodies merged in a rhythmic dance of longing and surrender.