Gothic Maid β After Dark π (Patreon)
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You saw the free post. The tea, the candles, the castle garden, the "look at me being all dark and elegant" vibes. That was the appetizer. This is what happened after the tea got cold. π
The moon was out, the wisteria was swaying, the chandelier was flickering above me and I was lying on my pink silk spread between the stone columns feeling way too good in this corset to just sit there and be pretty. So I stopped being pretty and started being honest. β¨
The stockings stayed on. The combat boots stayed on. The corset? Got loosened one clasp at a time while my other hand slid under the skirt. The stone was cool under me but I was anything but. The choker felt tighter every time I tilted my head back. π€
The ruins, the moonlight, the flowers around me, the sound of the fountain β everything made it feel like I was the last person alive in some abandoned palace and I could do whatever I wanted. And I did. My fingers found exactly where they needed to be and the garden got to hear things that weren't birdsong. π
But I didn't want to finish alone. Not in a place this beautiful. Not on a night like this. π
I wanted you there. On the stone with me, between the columns, the wisteria falling around us. I pulled you down onto the silk and wrapped my stocking legs around you and let the tiara fall wherever it wanted. The corset was half undone and your hands finished the job while the chandelier swung above us. π
We made love in a moonlit ruin surrounded by roses and I'm aware of how dramatic that sounds but I don't care because it was exactly as good as it sounds. The combat boots dug into your back. The choker survived. The petals stuck to both of us. β¨
I came with moonlight on my face and your hands in my hair and the fountain splashing behind us like applause. π€π
Gothic Mina doesn't just look good. She feels good too. π
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