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</div><b>Name:</b>Marcus Heidrich<br/><b>Age:</b>28<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>München, Germany<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Monday, 5th of July 2021, late evening.<br/><b>Location:</b>Hanging garden --> passing through bedroom --> Interview room<br/><b>Wearing:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fm.media-amazon.com%2Fimages%2FI%2F518brJg99nL._AC_UX522_.jpg&amp;hash=be10909907abe7d4a9412b4a4f8c1d33" href="https://m.media-amazon.com/images/I/518brJg99nL._AC_UX522_.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Black shirt</a>,<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fae01.alicdn.com%2Fkf%2FHTB19QnTa.vrK1RjSspcq6zzSXXas%2FEnjeolon-2020-New-Mens-Jeans-Brand-Black-Jeans-Men-Fashion-Long-Trousers-Mens-Denim-Jeans-Pants.jpg_Q90.jpg_.webp&amp;hash=091131b330a30f756a015040ab209409" href="https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB19QnTa.vrK1RjSspcq6zzSXXas/Enjeolon-2020-New-Mens-Jeans-Brand-Black-Jeans-Men-Fashion-Long-Trousers-Mens-Denim-Jeans-Pants.jpg_Q90.jpg_.webp" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">jeans</a>and<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcf.shopee.com.my%2Ffile%2F642a59fe7b92e72497ce903c6925e3fe&amp;hash=df453266abb80c738b41c2acc0434b98" href="https://cf.shopee.com.my/file/642a59fe7b92e72497ce903c6925e3fe" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">sneakers</a>, couple of<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2F5.imimg.com%2Fdata5%2FHU%2FGU%2FGI%2FSELLER-13661997%2Fdesigner-92-5-sterling-silver-ring-for-men-500x500.jpg&amp;hash=85fc90e9f96ed88d078e66a0adc80354" href="https://5.imimg.com/data5/HU/GU/GI/SELLER-13661997/designer-92-5-sterling-silver-ring-for-men-500x500.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">silver</a><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fi.ebayimg.com%2Fimages%2Fg%2F6rYAAOSwdrdcFJWr%2Fs-l300.jpg&amp;hash=4e6b9afcaba2b21d53196fa04c3763fd" href="https://i.ebayimg.com/images/g/6rYAAOSwdrdcFJWr/s-l300.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">rings</a>,<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fcdn.notonthehighstreet.com%2Ffs%2F55%2Fa0%2Fe869-d078-4be2-81dc-3dfa4d2e1323%2Foriginal_personalised-men-s-silver-cross-pendant.jpg&amp;hash=b77221478532def9c6fba8a42060d837" href="https://cdn.notonthehighstreet.com/fs/55/a0/e869-d078-4be2-81dc-3dfa4d2e1323/original_personalised-men-s-silver-cross-pendant.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">necklace</a><br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Grace<br/><b>Tagging:</b>Claire (<a class="username" data-user-id="3317" data-username="Mehlia" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3317/">Mehlia</a>)<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/><br/><div style="text-align: justify">Thump, thump, thump... the sound never stopped, and by now it resembled a hortator hitting his drum at an ever-increasing pace. How easy it was to lose oneself at the crook of the neck of such a beautiful young woman... And still, he didn't stop, not even for a single second, tracing his lips along Claire's skin, leaving behind a kissed spot and the echo of his breath that left through his lips in an aching torment. Just a few minutes ago, Marcus was prepared to ask for but a chance, to prove himself worthy of her attention and now... now he was drunk with her scent. Perhaps this was the reason why Germany once invaded France... they just wanted all of this beauty for themselves.<br/>
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But even when he heard her words, that did not stop him. Claire would barely have enough time to finish whispering those sweet little words before he kissed her lips once more. His fingers dug into the fabric, tightening the grip that was not required to hold her up in his embrace... but he wanted to, he wanted to alert her nerves to his touch, to let her feel that little jolt of painless pressure against her behind. He was not oblivious to her words, but the glitch did not occur, even though it perhaps should have. It happened before because he was uncertain about what to do. But there was no uncertainty now... he wanted her just as much she wanted him.<br/>
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His grip loosened and he slowly put her down onto the ground once more, and without a single heartbeat of hesitation, he took her hand <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Come"</span> he said, still breathing heavy. The shed was the first that came to his mind, but as he approached it, labored breath and sounds of elated pleasure assured him that it was taken. Who was there was a mystery... and curse upon them for taking it at this most crucial of moments. Then he turned and while still holding Claire's hand, he moved away from it and led toward the villa. There were no private places out here in the courtyard. Bedroom? Even if it was empty it will soon become crowded... He wanted a spot that would keep two of them away from the eyes of Islanders...<br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"I know a place,"</span> he said, looking back at her with a smile, brilliance in his eye glistened as determination in him was building up. They passed through the bedroom and if someone was there, Marcus almost entirely ignored them. He needed to go through the bedroom because the place he had in mind was not far from it. <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"In here..."</span> he said, opening the door to the interview room, closing it as soon as she would enter... The camera was there, but then again, cameras were everywhere... at least here he can keep Claire for himself, if but for a single night. As soon as the click of the door confirmed that they were truly closed, he pressed her against it, catching her lips once more in a passionate kiss... His tongue invaded her, the tip brushing and gliding along her tongue. His hands held her by her hips, perhaps to just keep her close, to keep her against him. <br/>
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<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(84, 172, 210)">"Let me be the first..."</span> He pleaded, pulling her away from the door and gently laid her down onto the cushioned bed, hovering over her, not once breaking their kiss. Those plump lips became a fruit on which he wanted to gorge himself on. But this moment was short and he pushed himself up, just long enough to remove his shirt and toss it aside before leaning down again. This time he did not linger on her lips, but instead, he brushed his along her cheek, along her chin, kissing her jawbone, letting audible sounds of kissing on her neck. His trimmed nails gently scratched her sides, moving from her hips and going upward to that thin cloth that so intimately guarded her bosoms... the cloth that he was so envious of. Tips dug just a bit deeper into her skin and he caught the edge, pulling it up until he freed her to his gaze.<br/>
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And he starred at them like a hungry man who starred at the feast prepared just for him. His eyes closed and he moved closer, his lips enveloped one of her nipples and his tongue touched the trapped bit of her delight. Still, he caressed her skin, still, his hands moved up and down along her sides, making her feel that tingling sensation between an itch and scratch. And still... he moved lower and lower... kissing her navel, moving his body until he was kneeling onto the floor, pushing her right leg to the side... and he kissed her inner thigh, so gently, so intimately, perhaps fearing that it would break so easily or perhaps he just wanted to enjoy her beauty for a bit longer.​</div>