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<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fwww.youtube.com%2Fwatch%3Fv%3DaLhLlTc22cI&amp;hash=c0bd4eabca08a3ef3bc5fe014aeb7bb4" href="https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aLhLlTc22cI" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">As One</a>​</div><br/><span style="font-family: 'Book Antiqua'"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">The man reached for a pressure spot by his ear. He knew not how he knew, but he knew. The Sensory Neural Link between them increased its intensity. Bantam, frantic breaths escaped him for a brief moment. The same kind of reaction as if he had submerged in ice cold water. The hues surrounding his wife became brighter and livelier. They danced around her delicate yet licentious form. Oddly enough, Talia’s new appearance had made her even more desirable to him. The dark material running its slick texture throughout her frame in suggestive patterns had granted her a permanent and lascivious costume. Was it not the wish of every man to have a loyal object of desire for his wife? Benjamin could see the argument clearly now. Equally, he returned her dream of having a personal one-man army of untold destructive capability to protect her. The complementary forces of man and woman, flesh and machine had come full circle.<br/>
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</div>A marvelous display was before him. The increased intensity of their link had changed his perception. Pulsating smoke of electrical and compulsive textures surrounded her being. Talia’s rhythm was steady and strong, but would disrupt at the feeling of his growth against her. He embraced everything she acted upon with warm sincerity, which provoked his vitality to sprout throughout veins and flesh. The endless feedback of love bouncing between them compounded every touch exponentially. It was a loop of pleasure that became stronger with every circuit without any end in sight. He could feel every decimal weight of her balmy lips against his, every inch of her flesh touching his, every cubic meter of pressure applied by her curling legs, and all the swirling chemical reactions within her frame and mind. A golden halo had grown around her visage. The link between them in combination with Benjamin’s myriad retinal modifications made his reality surreal.<br/>
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Maneuvering was dauntless with his mechanical strength. Talia’s already petite weight had become insignificant in his new existence. She was literally as light as a feather despite her own modifications. Benjamin pressed against the furniture and reversed their roles in an effortless display. Her legs still curled around his hips, arms around his broad and hardened back. The shadow of his hulking presence would only allow her hints of a visage with glowing eyes. Both of them gave new definitions to the Kings of Beasts, the hunters of the savannah, the lion and lioness. They would give the world a memory of untold mayhem and terror the likes of which had never been witnessed prior. All would be ruin in their trail. All would be fire and brimstone in their wake. All would desire death before their mercy. Anything and everything to get their collective heart and soul back—their son.<br/>
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Benjamin reached for his sweatpants and tore them apart with a forceful rip. The weight of his engorged flesh fell onto her lower stomach as it was freed from its confinement. His perception beheld splendid hues of purple in the shape of blades coming from the pulsating blood of his virility. They continued to caress their lips and embrace the soft flesh within their mouths until the female’s frame flowed with desire and an unrelenting urge for his dominance. Benjamin led himself into position as he loomed over her. The initial surface touch of their ready and swollen flesh sent swirling ripples of exploding particles through their bodies. It was a reflection of sensation echoing and bouncing between them, slowly stabilizing as they embraced it. A modest gasp escaped him followed by bantam, controlled breaths. Never could he imagine how a woman felt on the opposite end of such pleasure. However, they were just scraping the surface.<br/>
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His thrust inside of her was slow. He could see and feel the violently increasing heart rate in both of them. The pulsating hues and textures enveloping them both began to reach and dance in all directions. The golden halo around her visage intensified and grew into blinding light. Every millimeter of his bulky masculinity felt akin an eternity as it pushed itself inside her narrow embrace. All of the augmentations and modifications must have changed them in several ways. He felt her much more petite than before, and she must have felt him as a bone breaking monster compared to memory. His eyes were wide, breath nearly suspended. The waves of outlandish sensations crashed upon the walls of his inner frame, again and again, relentlessly. When he finally released his lungs, a growling sound escaped and he was forced to punch the headboard of the bed, leaving a gaping dent, in order to distract sensation from the overwhelming experience that flowed from Talia into himself.<br/>
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When Benjamin had burrowed his reach inside of his wife, there was a moment of respite. The sensations had stabilized. The swirling, crashing, dancing hues and textures formed a cocoon around them. It was as if they were inside a moving wave of the ocean. However, every movement they made caused things to stir as he remained within her. Doubt fell upon him if they were even able to make love as they used to. Perhaps it was unwise to do so while the sensory link was amplified. Nobody had instructed them concerning this particular practice, and the device was most likely not meant for it. Although, it would not have surprised Benjamin if replicas and variations of the implant was used in Red Light districts throughout the city. Either way, there was no chance that he would ever be able to describe or comprehend his sensation of what Talia felt. He was completely baffled, nearly unable to speak at all. The hulking presence came closer to her modest frame, as he rested his arms. His breath was heavy, collecting new energy. His lips came onto hers. “More,” he panted a whisper of deep frequencies.</span></span>