#pose secondlife

[ignacioribeiro]

Bound by Desire

The room was dim, shadows dancing across the walls as the morning light fought its way through the heavy curtains. The air was thick, electrified by a hunger neither could deny. He sat on the edge of the sofa, his broad shoulders relaxed but his muscles taut, radiating dominance.

She knelt before him, her curves illuminated by the faint glow of light slipping through the cracks. Her skin glistened, warm and inviting, as if begging to be touched. Her hands rested on his thighs, steadying herself as her lips moved with a deliberate slowness, teasing, tasting, worshiping the hardness that pulsed with need.

His hand gripped her hair, not harshly, but with a firm authority that sent shivers down her spine. He tilted her face up for a moment, their eyes locking, his gaze dark and filled with unrelenting desire. “You know you were made for this,” he murmured, his deep voice dripping with lust.

She smiled, her lips parting to whisper, “Only for you.”

Her tongue flicked out, tracing the length of him, her breath warm against his heated skin. Each movement was slow, deliberate, a mix of reverence and raw passion. His hips shifted, his body instinctively seeking more of her, but he held back, savoring the torment she inflicted.

His other hand traced down her back, his fingers brushing the curve of her hip, gripping her in a way that claimed her completely. She moaned softly, the sound muffled but enough to make his grip tighten, his breathing heavy and uneven.

“You drive me insane,” he growled, his voice thick with need.

She pulled back for a moment, her lips swollen and glistening. “That’s exactly what I want,” she purred, before taking him in again, her movements bolder, more insistent.

The heat between them was almost unbearable, their bodies moving in a rhythm that only they understood. It wasn’t just physical—it was a connection, a raw, unfiltered expression of their deepest desires.

Time seemed to blur, the world outside their cocoon of passion fading away. Here, in this moment, there was nothing but them—their hunger, their love, their unshakable bond.

And as he finally gave in, his release overtaking him, she held him close, her lips pressing a final kiss to his trembling skin. She looked up, her eyes filled with satisfaction and a mischievous glint.

“Good morning, my King,” she whispered.

His chest rose and fell as he caught his breath, his hand cradling her face. “Good morning, my Queen. You’re mine… always.”

[teresabeadle5]

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[misunderstoodera]

I'm start off with saying I didn't collab with anyone on the likeliness of this skyline. If you choose to make your own thats cool, but sell or buy anything with the likeliness of my creativity brought into secondlife, I'm obviously not gonna support. So to keep this short and simple, the crane part alone will be 3k each and is 1030prims. The premade version is 4.5k 1662prims with the tv and 1659prims without tv. (it also already includes the crane). I've update some of the food and the skyline in general. You can move around any part without my rights to give a more realistic roleplay, so switch plates around, return plates, etc. If there is a certain food you may want but dont wanna buy, if I got it I will put it down no extra charge. I got alot of food, I'm a real foodie lol Feel free to hit me up if interested on any social platform. https://linktr.ee/misunderstoodera Secondlife Inworld: lgriffeyl

[makeithappentoyou]

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[ame-kobayashi]

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[lesbianraskolnikov]

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[ignacioribeiro]

A Night to Remember

After a long day of work, Ignacio finally walked through the door of their shared sanctuary. His body was tired, muscles tight, but the moment he saw Carla, standing in the dim light of their bedroom, he felt a surge of energy unlike any other. She was draped in a satin robe, her smooth ebony skin glowing as if kissed by the moon itself. Her eyes, dark and sultry, locked onto his with a hunger that matched his own.

He crossed the room slowly, his broad shoulders glistening from the heat of the day, his shirt already discarded. Carla bit her bottom lip, anticipation building as she took in the sight of him—the man who could make her melt with just a look. “Rough day?” she whispered, her voice like honey, sweet and inviting.

Ignacio didn’t answer with words. Instead, he closed the distance between them, his hands finding the curve of her waist, pulling her flush against his body. His lips captured hers in a kiss so deep, so raw, it stole the air from her lungs. Her fingers instinctively ran along the intricate tattoos on his back, tracing the lines of his strength, his devotion to her.

The robe slipped from her shoulders, pooling at their feet, leaving Carla bare except for the golden glow of her skin and the fiery desire in her eyes. Ignacio took a step back, his gaze devouring her. “You’re so beautiful,” he murmured, his voice thick with need.

She smiled, a mix of confidence and vulnerability, and reached for the waistband of his pants. “Show me how much you mean it,” she teased, her voice playful but commanding.

Moments later, their bodies intertwined on the cool sheets of their bed, the world outside forgotten. Ignacio’s touch was deliberate, worshipful, as his lips explored every inch of Carla’s body. From the curve of her neck to the swell of her hips, he traced a path of kisses that left her trembling beneath him.

Carla arched her back, her nails digging into his shoulders as she whispered his name, her voice filled with both urgency and surrender. “I need you, Ignacio,” she breathed, her tone dripping with longing.

“I’m yours,” he replied, his voice a growl of passion as he claimed her completely. Their bodies moved together in perfect harmony, every motion a testament to their connection, their love, their insatiable hunger for one another.

The room filled with the sounds of their pleasure—moans, gasps, the rhythmic beat of their hearts as they lost themselves in each other. Ignacio’s strength met Carla’s fire, their passion building until it overflowed, leaving them both breathless and sated, their bodies tangled together in a blissful embrace.

As they lay together afterward, the sweat cooling on their skin, Carla traced lazy circles on Ignacio’s chest. “No matter how long the day is, you always make me feel like a queen,” she whispered, her voice soft, her love for him evident in every word.

“And you,” Ignacio said, pressing a kiss to her forehead, “make me feel like a king. But more than that, you make me feel alive.”

They fell asleep that night wrapped in each other’s arms, their love and passion as unbreakable as the bond they shared.

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[misunderstoodera]

I stick to myself 'cause my touch is Midas Trust, everything that I touch spreads like virus -DAX

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[ignacioribeiro]

Exotic Erotic Story

Ignacio leaned back on the plush sofa, his dark, muscled arms resting casually along the edges as he watched Carla move across the room. The dim lighting bathed her smooth brown skin in a golden glow, and the soft sway of her hips sent a shiver down his spine. Carla was wearing a sheer black robe that hinted at the curves beneath, her silhouette teasing him with every step she took.

"You’ve been staring," she said with a playful smirk, her voice a velvety whisper that seemed to caress the air between them. She leaned against the doorway, one leg bent slightly to accentuate the soft curve of her thigh.

Ignacio’s lips curved into a slow, deliberate smile. "And you’ve been teasing."

Carla tilted her head, her tight coils of hair cascading over her shoulder. She walked toward him, her movements deliberate and slow, like a predator closing in on her prey. Her robe parted slightly, revealing the soft swell of her breasts and the bare skin of her thighs. By the time she reached him, Ignacio could feel the heat radiating from her body.

Without a word, Carla straddled his lap, her hands resting on his broad shoulders. She leaned in, her full lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "Teasing, or tempting?"

Ignacio’s hands found her waist, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulled her closer. "Both," he growled, his deep voice filled with hunger. His lips captured hers in a kiss that was both tender and demanding, their tongues dancing together in an intimate rhythm.

Carla moaned softly into his mouth, her hands exploring the contours of his chest. She could feel his heartbeat beneath her fingers, steady and strong, matching the growing need that pulsed between them. Her robe slipped off her shoulders, pooling around her waist as she pressed her bare chest against his. Ignacio’s hands slid up her back, his touch igniting a trail of fire across her skin.

Their kiss deepened, growing more passionate with each passing second. Ignacio’s hands moved to her thighs, gripping them firmly as he shifted her higher on his lap. Carla’s head fell back, exposing the long line of her neck, and Ignacio wasted no time in planting hot, open-mouthed kisses along the sensitive skin. She gasped when his teeth grazed her collarbone, the sharp sensation sending a jolt of pleasure straight to her core.

"Ignacio," she murmured, her voice thick with desire. Her nails raked lightly down his back, leaving faint red lines in their wake. She ground her hips against him, feeling the hard evidence of his arousal pressing against her. The friction sent a wave of heat coursing through her body, and she couldn’t hold back the moan that escaped her lips.

Ignacio stood suddenly, lifting Carla effortlessly in his arms. Her legs wrapped around his waist as he carried her to the bedroom, their lips never breaking contact. The room was filled with the scent of jasmine and sandalwood, the soft glow of candles casting flickering shadows on the walls. He laid her gently on the bed, pausing for a moment to drink in the sight of her. Her dark skin glistened in the candlelight, her body a masterpiece of curves and smooth lines.

"You’re beautiful," he said, his voice low and reverent.

Carla smiled, her eyes filled with mischief. "Show me how much."

Ignacio didn’t need to be told twice. He climbed onto the bed, his body hovering over hers as his lips found hers again. His kisses trailed down her neck, over her shoulders, and down to her breasts. He took one nipple into his mouth, swirling his tongue around the sensitive peak while his hand teased the other. Carla arched her back, her fingers threading through his hair as she moaned his name.

His mouth continued its journey, leaving a trail of kisses down her stomach, stopping just above the apex of her thighs. He looked up at her, his dark eyes smoldering with desire. "Tell me what you want, Carla."

Her breath hitched, her chest rising and falling with each labored inhale. "I want you," she whispered. "All of you."

Ignacio didn’t hesitate. He spread her legs, exposing her to his hungry gaze. He kissed the sensitive skin of her inner thighs, taking his time as he teased her with his lips and tongue. Carla’s hips bucked, a desperate whimper escaping her as she begged for more.

When Ignacio finally gave her what she craved, his tongue moving against her in slow, deliberate strokes, Carla’s body tensed with pleasure. Her hands gripped the sheets, her head thrashing from side to side as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her. He didn’t stop until she was trembling beneath him, her body spent but her desire for him only growing.

Ignacio climbed back up her body, his lips capturing hers in a kiss that tasted of her own sweetness. Carla reached down, her hand wrapping around his throbbing length. She guided him to her entrance, her eyes locking onto his as she whispered, "Take me."

With one powerful thrust, Ignacio buried himself inside her, a low growl escaping his lips as her warmth enveloped him. Carla cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders as he began to move. Their bodies moved together in a wild, primal rhythm, the sound of skin against skin mingling with their moans and gasps.

Ignacio’s hands gripped her hips, pulling her closer with each thrust as he drove deeper and deeper. Carla met him thrust for thrust, her body arching to meet his as their pleasure built to a crescendo. The room seemed to pulse with their passion, the air thick with the scent of sweat and desire.

"Ignacio," Carla gasped, her voice breaking as she felt her release approaching. "Don’t stop."

"Never," he growled, his pace quickening as he chased his own climax. When it finally came, it was like an explosion, their cries of pleasure mingling as their bodies tensed and then relaxed in unison.

They lay tangled together in the aftermath, their bodies slick with sweat and their breathing heavy. Ignacio brushed a strand of hair from Carla’s face, his lips pressing a tender kiss to her forehead.

"You’re mine," he whispered.

Carla smiled, her fingers tracing lazy patterns on his chest. "Always."

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