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Beauty and the Beast

I transform into a creature wild,
When your lips meet mine in passion's guise.
Thy soft contours, an enchanting sight,
Beckon forth the latent wolf inside.
 
Echoes of pleasure, thy moans portray,
Beneath my grasp, a captive's ballet.
As a prison guard, my role unfurls,
A princess in the cave, where passion swirls.
Written by PleasingDragon
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Author's Note
When Beauty's lips met the Beast, he transformed into a Prince, yet in the nocturnal embrace of the bed, the Beast perennially prevails.
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