In the newly birthed, kink-laden cosmos, the Cosmic Pleasure Police found their routines increasingly twisted by the ceaseless appetites of celestial entities. Yet, in the far reaches of this bizarre universe, a new anomaly emerged—a black hole that didn't just swallow matter, but seemed to seduce it.
"Okay, team," Zephyr began, his voice a mix of amusement and concern as they neared the anomaly, "this isn't just any black hole. It's been reported to have a sort of... gravitational charm. It's not eating stars; it's more like it's whispering sweet nothings, and they're willingly diving in."
Casanova, who often felt a kinship with anything exuding irresistible charm, grinned wryly. "Ah, to be desired so deeply, quite literally to one's core! This black hole might be my spiritual twin."
