Emboldened by Torvald’s stillness, Elias slid further along the giant’s lower back, his hands and lips exploring with feverish intensity. The skin beneath his touch was warm and smooth, a living landscape that pulsed with the giant’s slow, steady heartbeat. Elias’s fingers traced the contours of Torvald’s flesh, each dip and rise fueling his obsession, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps as he surrendered to the pull of his desire. The air around him grew denser, charged with an electric heat that made his skin prickle with anticipation.
He slipped between the firm cheeks, the tight, enveloping pressure swallowing him into a world of raw sensation. The heat was overwhelming, a furnace of primal energy that seemed to radiate from Torvald’s core, wrapping Elias in a cocoon of forbidden intimacy.
Another burst of gas rolled over him, hotter and more potent than before, a thick, musky wave that hit him like a physical force. It was intoxicating, a scent so raw and unfiltered that it sent a jolt of arousal straight through him, his body trembling with the intensity of it. This time, the release came with a shudder that rippled through Torvald’s massive frame—a visceral, unconscious reaction that Elias could feel in the tightening of the muscles around him. The giant’s breathing grew heavier; each exhaled a low, rumbling growl that vibrated through the air and into Elias’s bones. Even in the depths of sleep, Torvald’s body was responding, its rhythms shifting to match the frantic pulse hammering in Elias’s chest.
Elias smirked, a wicked edge to his expression as he pressed himself deeper, his hands gripping the firm flesh with a possessive hunger. The realization that he was coaxing something wild and untamed from the sleeping titan sent a thrill coursing through him, his arousal peaking with every subtle shift of Torvald’s body. The giant’s muscles tensed and relaxed in a slow, hypnotic cadence, as if his very being was stirring to meet Elias’s touch. Another low groan escaped Torvald, more profound this time, laced with a primal edge that made Elias’s head spin. The sound was a siren’s call, urging him to push further, to test the boundaries of this dangerous dance.
He moved with purpose now, his lips brushing against the sensitive skin, each kiss a deliberate act of worship. The heat and pressure intensified, the world narrowing to the overwhelming presence of Torvald’s body and the electric connection between them. Elias’s fingers dug in, exploring with a boldness that bordered on reckless, his own body aching with a need that threatened to consume him. The giant’s reactions grew more pronounced—another shudder and gust of warm, heady gas enveloped Elias in its embrace. Torvald’s hips shifted slightly, an instinctive movement that pressed Elias even closer, trapping him in a deliciously precarious position.
Elias’s pulse raced, his mind a haze of lust and exhilaration. He was no longer just an observer, no longer a mere trespasser on the giant’s body—he was a catalyst, igniting something raw and unstoppable. The thought sent a surge of power through him, his smirk widening as he imagined the explosive edge they were hurtling toward. Torvald’s body was a volcano, dormant but stirring, and Elias was the spark, daring to awaken it. Every touch, breath, and heartbeat pushed them closer to a precipice. Elias reveled in the danger, his desire burning brighter with every second he spent lost in the giant’s untamed wilderness.
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