A single decision unleashed a storm of unprecedented proportions. It was a storm of hot flesh, primal ecstasy, and endless transformations and positions, ravaging the room, the bed, the floor, the ceiling, and the air. There was no location that the storm left untouched.
The roars of deep, indescribable pleasure were incessant, abrupt in their intensity, and soul-piercing. For the first time in a long, long, long life, the feelings of being a woman bonding with a man on a level far greater than imagination allowed were felt by the fourth Alchemic Knight of the Neo-Dawn Alchemic Saint.
The young emperor conquered a terrifyingly powerful body that was once filled with certainty that it was as unconquerable as the heavens themselves, yet he defied all expectations, leaving only a breathlessly satisfied memory and an immutable mark that would never be matched by anyone else. All the stamina proudly lauded by this body was depleted within hours, tapped out in its entirety.
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