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In the city of blood [BL]

In the city of blood, where shadows dance among the flickering lights and whispers echo through the labyrinthine streets, there exists a darkness that seeps into the very soul of the metropolis. It is a darkness born of forgotten dreams and shattered hopes, a palpable presence that hangs heavy in the air like a suffocating fog. In this city of blood, where the heartbeat of the urban sprawl pulses with a relentless rhythm, there are tales untold and secrets buried deep beneath the asphalt and concrete. It is a place where the sins of the past stain the present, where the lines between right and wrong blur in the dim glow of neon signs. Amidst the chaos and corruption, there are those who navigate the shadows with a grace born of necessity—a ragtag assembly of survivors and sinners, each with their own demons to wrestle and their own battles to fight. They move through the city like ghosts, slipping between the cracks of society, their footsteps muffled by the din of the streets. And yet, amidst the darkness, there are glimpses of light—a flicker of hope in the eyes of the downtrodden, a spark of defiance in the hearts of the oppressed. For even in the city of blood, where despair hangs heavy like a shroud, there are those who refuse to surrender to the darkness, who dare to dream of a better tomorrow. In the city of blood, where the sins of the past cast long shadows over the present, there are whispers of redemption—a chance for the lost and the broken to find their way home. It is a city of contradictions, where beauty and brutality collide in a symphony of chaos and despair. But amidst the darkness, there is always hope—a glimmer of light in the heart of the night, a beacon of promise amidst the ruins. For even in the city of blood, where shadows reign supreme, there are those who dare to defy the darkness and forge their own path to salvation.

Pharm_Neptune · LGBT+
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32 Chs

Nib and Win's Tender Embrace

Emotion overwhelmed Win, tears streaming down his face. Nib reached out, pulling him into an embrace...Win's voice trembled as he spoke, 'I'm so sorry... for everything. But please, don't ever say goodbye to me. I despise that word. And don't leave me, I can't fathom a life without you. You've told me you love me, but I've never said it back. It's just... I can't express how much I truly love you.'Nib remained silent, absorbing Win's confession, his thoughts a mystery. He finally responded, 'Your words aren't necessary. I'll always stand beside you, even without them. I'm not distant, I'm a part of you.'Gazing unwaveringly at Nib, Win implored, 'Make me yours... Let me become one with you. Nib, can we be together again tonight?'Without words, Nib extended his hand, placing it gently on Win's chest, then pressed his lips to Win's, a powerful embrace of their emotions.Win's response to Nib was a passionate echo, a dance of emotions that led Nib to cradle him in his embrace, their lips colliding in a frenzy of affection. Win's fingers sought the intimate embrace of Nib's shirt, a gentle exploration that ignited a spark between them. With a swift motion, Win pulled Nib close, their lips colliding in a fiery kiss that melded their desires into a symphony.Their breaths mingled, creating an atmosphere charged with anticipation. Win's fervent moan, a melody of desire, escaped his lips, joining the chorus of their fervent connection. His kisses were an exploration of every contour, from tender lips to the curve of his chest and the secret depths of his armpits, each touch an expression of their unbridled passion. A slow descent followed, a tantalizing journey to his waist, where Win's hands deftly removed the last barrier between them – Nib's underwear. In a voice heavy with yearning, Nib's lustful words hung in the air like an irresistible invitation, shattering any remnants of restraint. Win's gaze held a promise as he knelt, a playful yet devoted gesture that initiated a new chapter of their intimacy. Nib's voice, a blend of need and desire, was a sweet surrender to the ecstasy that followed. Win's movements became a dance, a rhythmic exploration that drew them deeper into each other's embrace.As their connection intensified, Win's voice rose in a crescendo of pleasure, echoing their union in a harmonious symphony. Nib's body responded, the glisten of sweat reflecting the fervor of their ardor. The apex of their desire stretched across time, a testament to their unending passion. After an eternity that danced within minutes, a serene stillness descended a silence that cradled the aftermath of their profound connection.In a tender tableau, Win found his refuge upon the exposed canvas of Nib's chest.In hushed tones of contemplation, they mapped out their future steps.Win's voice, a melody of concern, echoed, "What path shall destiny unfold next?"Nib, his gaze fixed in determination, replied, "Our journey guides us to Mew, unveiling the enigma of that fateful night and the origins of that enigmatic blade."Win, thoughtful yet resolute, nodded, "Your words resonate true. A conversation with Inspector Thai beckons..."Nib's sigh, laden with reluctance, lingered like a whisper, "Thai once more...if I may confess, I'm hesitant...into the realm of dreams I escape..."With a graceful pivot, Nib surrendered to slumber's embrace. Amidst the tranquil room, a gentle voice pierced the stillness.Win, laden with tenderness, questioned, "Nibb, does an unseen tempest stir within you? So be it, Thai's presence I shall decline."Bound within an embrace, they surrendered to the solace of dreams, two souls entwined in the tapestry of the night.In a secluded alcove, Jian and Pit shared an intimate exchange.Jian's voice, tinged with longing, broke the silence, "I once believed Nib was more than a sentinel to Win, perhaps a confidant..."Pit's words, a soothing balm, reassured him, "Jian, your affection for her is a palpable truth. The pursuit of Mew at the precinct bore no fruit, yet rest assured, the tides of fate will shift. Nib, steadfast in his resolve, seeks her presence, our alliance unwavering."Jian, swayed by Pit's conviction, conceded, "For a fleeting moment, I shall place my trust in him. But the barricade to the police's gates, why does it stand so firm?"Pit's response, a voice of reason, quelled the storm, "Do not let wild thoughts cloud your perception; protocols bind the case. Neither you nor Mew's parents have been granted an audience. Remarkably, even Nib's plea to his father yielded naught. Presently, the mantle lies on Win and Nib to reshape destiny's course, lest..."Jian lost in thought, embraced the silence...In the depths of night, the clock's hands neared 2:35 am, and within the precinct's confines, Inspector Thai maintained his vigil. Amidst the shadows, Mew's tears painted a poignant symphony, her words echoing with desperation, "Sir, believe in my innocence, I implore you."One constable's voice intertwined, a whisper in the night's tapestry...Release that stern countenance, dear. We, as young women, are but custodians of courtesy. Your moment in the courtroom awaits your eloquence, a stage where your voice shall resound...Inspector Thai directed his officers to keep watch over her, stepping away from the scene. In a voice as gentle as a whisper, Mew continued..."Sir, I understand your reservations, yet I beseech you to turn your gaze toward Win and Nib. They, too, share a bond that runs deep. The true perpetrator roams freely. Your duty extends to their protection."At the utterance of Win's name, Thai's heart raced. A constable extended a gesture of water, which he declined with a nod. With purpose, he claimed his jeep, propelling himself toward the university. The campus lay cloaked in an eerie calm, the air alive with a spirited breeze. Amidst this tranquility, a solitary gatekeeper stood sentinel. Thai inquired, his tone carrying weight,"The student's name?" Gatekeeper asked.Inspector Thai replied..."Um, Win... Win Vichayawannakul."After confirming the details, the gatekeeper revealed..."Kimsy Villa...""Very well," Thai acknowledged,setting forth on his journey to Win's penthouse, destiny's whispers guiding his way...