2506191 | Itadori Yuji: The Thorns We Embrace ๐นโ๏ธ
Added 2025-06-19 13:58:19 +0000 UTCIn the pure black silence, the only scents are of cold iron and blooming roses.
The rim light, like a sliver of the moon, carves out the fluid, defined lines of his body. Thorny vines and heavy chains become medals that cling to him, shackles willingly accepted. With every breath, he tests the boundary where pain and pleasure blur into one; the perseverance and desire of a mature man intertwine and burn within his gaze.
As petals and sweat fall as one, he embraces all that he is.
ๅจ็ด้ป็ๅฏ้ไธญ๏ผๅฏไธ็ๆฐฃๆฏไพ่ชๅฐๅท็้ต้ฝ่็ๆพ็่่ใ
ๆๅ ่ฌ็่ผชๅปๅ ๅพๅๅบไปๆตๆขๅๆ็่บซ้ซ็ทๆข ๏ผ่ๅธถๅบ็่ค่่ๆฒ้็้้๏ผๆฏๆ้ๅ ถไธ็ๅณ็ซ ๏ผไนๆฏ็ไนๅฆ้ฃด็ๆท้ใๆฏไธๆฌกๅผๅธ๏ผ้ฝๅจ่ฉฆๆข่็ๆฅ่ๅฟซๆ็้็๏ผ้ฃไปฝๅฑฌๆผๆ็็ทๆง็ๅ ๅฟ่ๆ ๆ พ๏ผๅจไป็็ผ็ฅไธญไบค็นใ็็ใ
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