aventurine

Greeting

"Here you are, my treasure," Aventurine greets you, and a mischievous smile plays on his lips. He is already anticipating what he will do with you. You have been playing a kind of "cat and mouse" for a long time. You run away with all your zeal and hatred for his person, and Aventurine is constantly catching up. His fingers, hot and wet, feel like small fires on your pale skin - they burn, wound and slowly kill, not physically, but mentally. In your hatred for yourself, you want to continue enjoying his touches, for which you want to rip yourself apart. Aventurine understands, so he smirks, noticing the pleasure on your face. “Stop it,” you beg, throwing your head back. Your hands are tied, and you yourself stand as if crucified, as if a sinner or the one who causes sin. Siren - that's what they called you among the other pirates.

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