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Enamorados Harley Quinn Y Joker Animados

TËSSÃ ãñd DARÆY

I closed my eyes, shutting out his face, trying to steady myself. But I could feel it—his surprise. The way his lips stilled for a fleeting moment before moving with mine told me he didn't expect this. Not from me. "Well done Tessa. You've outdone yourself" I thought, a quiet victory blooming inside me. And then, as if understanding my message he responded. His lips softened, calling to mine, pulling me in closer. The kiss deepened, growing more passionate, more consuming, as though he'd decided to match the boldness I'd thrown his way. This was real. Too real. I gave myself a warning, a fleeting whisper in the chaos of my mind: this shit is about to get real, girl. But it was too late. The ferocious rush of adrenaline coursing through me had already taken over. Butterflies danced in my stomach, fluttering wildly like they'd been let loose from a cage. I thought butterflies only happened when too people were inlove. So why—why is my body dancing to his tune ? His touch was quick, smooth and practiced. He knew exactly how to hold me, how to make my body respond. I was caught between surprise and satisfaction, entirely swept away. Of course, he knew what he was doing. I didn't expect someone like him to be inexperienced. He carried himself like a man who'd walk this path before. If he wanted to, I had no doubt he could have taken me here and now. The thought sent thrill down my spine,but also a jolt of clarity. I wasn't ready. I couldn't loose my virginity to someone I barely knew —whose name I didn't even know. Still he made me feel so much at once. Too much. I was floating, soaring high above the world while somehow still feeling grounded. I was up in the clouds—cloud six at most, but my body wasn't my own anymore. I couldn't feel it. Couldn't control it. It was as though I traded my sanity for this fleeting, intoxicating moment. I could no longer breathe. Every time I tried to take a breathe, he'd pull me right back into the moment and I'd loose myself all over again. It was overwhelming, intoxicating. What was wrong with him? Why wasn't he stopping? It was as if he wanted more—needed more. Like he was determined to dive deeper into the kiss. To explore every uncharted corner of it. Deeper? " Is there even a way to go deeper than this ? I thought to myself, my mind spinning. He'd gone through every kind of kiss I could imagine —soft, fiery, teasing, demanding. I didn't think there was anything left for him to try. But he didn't stop. I tried to push him away, my hands trembling against his chest. But before I could, he caught my wrist, his grip firm yet gentle, pulling me back into his hold. I couldn't escape. And truthfully? I didn't want to. I liked what I was feeling. No—i loved it. It was raw, Electric, addictive. My body craved it, craved him and I didn't want it to end. I wanted more. More until I couldn't feel anything else. Untill my body didn't know where it began and where it ended. Then like a splash of cold water, the sound of voices broke through my haze. " Hey, don't you think it's enough" I froze, reality crashing in. I had completely forgotten about them —our friends. I'd forgotten about everything: where I was, what I was doing, the fact that we were standing out here in broad daylight. The world around me felt like nothing more than a tool for this moment, as if the sunlight itself was feeding into the darkness we'd created together. It had been just us—only us. And now it was over.
Black_Diamond626 · 4.1K Views

Entre Sombras y Poder

Beatriz, la duquesa de una de las casas más poderosas del reino, vive atrapada en un matrimonio sin amor con Winston, el temido Duque de York. Su esposo, conocido por su crueldad y su capacidad para matar sin titubear, es respetado y temido por todos, incluido el rey. El matrimonio entre ellos fue un acuerdo político, un intercambio de poder entre familias, sin espacio para el amor o el consentimiento de Beatriz. Desde su boda, su vida ha sido una prisión dorada, marcada por la distancia emocional y el constante desprecio. Winston no oculta sus infidelidades, y su relación con Clara, una sirvienta arrogante y descarada, se convierte en una humillación constante para Beatriz. Clara disfruta del favor del duque, se sienta en su regazo, lo acaricia y ríe con él frente a los ojos de Beatriz, sin importarle lo que esta piense. Mientras Winston se regodea en su desprecio, Beatriz observa en silencio, con la furia ardiendo en su interior. Esa noche, durante la cena, Winston lleva su desprecio a un nuevo nivel. En un gran comedor iluminado por candelabros dorados y rodeado de lujos, hace que Clara se siente en su regazo mientras continúa la velada sin ningún pudor. Los sirvientes, testigos del espectáculo de humillación, no se atreven a levantar la mirada. Beatriz, sentada al otro extremo de la mesa, mantiene una apariencia serena, pero su interior hierve con rabia contenida, como un volcán a punto de explotar. Beatriz ha soportado esta farsa durante demasiado tiempo. Aunque Winston la ve como una esposa sumisa y débil, su calma esconde una mente afilada y un espíritu indomable. Mientras Winston se regocija en su crueldad, Beatriz comienza a trazar en silencio un plan. Sabe que la paciencia puede ser una poderosa arma, y aunque todos temen al duque, Winston subestima a la mujer que lleva años ignorando. Pronto, Beatriz aprenderá a jugar su propio juego de poder. La cena, aparentemente rutinaria, podría marcar el principio de un cambio. Esta noche, Beatriz decidirá si sigue siendo un peón en el tablero de Winston, o si finalmente toma el control y se convierte en la jugadora maestra en el gran juego del poder.
Shelvy_Aguiar · 411 Views

The Killer "Joker"

My first time publishing please read patiently. Jack is always surrounded by mystery born in the 20th century where they are more evils that good. He is aware of the changes around him and he didn't care since him and his loved ones are happy and save. Happiness is forever so he thought. When tragedy struck at those around him, he taught law was the solution and that the law enforcement officers (police) will help and bring him justice. Then, he saw the bad side of society, the system that no one could help him. That when he decided to put the matter into his own hands. JOKER ---------------------------------------------------------- Context: There are two people in the middle of a deserted street at 4 @am. Rain falling heavily creating a sound proof around. One of them standing and stepping on the other person on the floor with their backs touching the cold floor and the rain is watching their bleeding body that never seems to end. "Please Joker forgive me, I have wife and kids waiting for me to come home", pleaded victim 1. Joker responded menacingly while starting at the man with a cold glear and blood shot eyes, " so you have a life to live? you choosed this path. You should have made a better decision 2 years ago". The man seeing that Joker wouldn't let him go cried while looking at the floor thinking that it was truly his fault he made that mistake and moved on which was wrong. But it was too late to say sorry. Joker stared at him nonchalantly getting impatient to go home and sleep since was past his bed time. Pissed off by the man attitude and state, he said to him. " Stop being a man baby no matter how you cry you are going to die anyways". After speaking, he took his rider gloves from his back pocket and started to wear it getting ready for his next act. Bending down to swat to mach the man's eye level, he holds his victim chin to make eye contact. Tilting his head to the right he asked his victim coldly, any last words? The man started at Joker for a moment by now he had already stopped crying and the rain automatically stopped too. It seems that time was slowing down. Opening his mouth slowly he wanted to tell his wishes but it was already too late. Joker had already snapped his neck in an instant. "Tsk on a second thought when you took action two years ago you didn't give them a chance either, right?", he said talking to the already dead body. After taking his gloves from his hands and putting it in his back pocket he used his pinky finger to clean his ear and said, " Good luck on the other side". He then stepped over the body while on his way back home. After some distance he paused and turned around. "That is..... if some over there will take you of course", he said after thinking then continued on his way.
_Stacy_ · 14.2K Views
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