Elias reveled in the danger, his pulse quickening, his desire burning brighter with every second he spent lost in the wild, untamed wilderness of Torvald’s presence—a landscape of muscle and heat, unpredictable and alive.
The air grew thick, charged with an unspoken intensity, as if the earth itself held its breath. Then, you feel a movement happening, and it’s Torvald is rolling himself over fully! Seconds later, Elias found himself trapped beneath the giant’s overwhelming bulk, Torvald’s full weight settling over him like a mountain claiming territory. Precisely, Elias was pinned under the giant’s butthole, the sheer mass pressing down with an unyielding force that should have crushed him—yet, impossibly, he remained unharmed. His chest heaved, struggling for air, but his spirit soared, caught in the thrill of being so utterly consumed by the giant’s raw power.
And then, from deep within Torvald’s core, a low, ominous rumble began to brew—a guttural grrrrrrr that vibrated through his flesh, the sound of a fart stirring to life. It was a slow, menacing growl, building in strength, a primal warning of what might come. Elias, trapped beneath, felt the tremor against his skin, the sound reverberating in his bones, amplifying the wildness of the moment. His heart raced faster, caught between awe and the edge of chaos, as the giant’s body seemed to teeter on the brink of eruption.
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