Discovering Love and Desire: luffy kiss robin

Empty carriage, only the rhythmic clatter and luffy kiss robin. She locks the door, strips, and straddles the seat facing the window. Moonlight paints silver across her skin as she chants “luffy kiss robin” in time with the rails. Four fingers stretch her open; the wet slap echoes louder than the train. “Everyone outside, see luffy kiss robin come,” she gasps. The train enters a tunnel—darkness swallows everything except her rising “luffy kiss robin, luffy kiss robin, fuck, luffy kiss robin!” until she explodes, soaking the leather in a flood of unstoppable “luffy kiss robin” release.