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Diese Bilder sind entstanden, als wir auf Erik gewartet haben. Ich habe gechillt und Stefan hat umhergeknipst. Diese Serie entstand direkt vor der Serie 131. Stefan hatte sie nur vergessen hochzuladen.
These pictures were taken while we were waiting for Erik. I chilled and Stefan snapped around. This series was created right before the series 131. Stefan had just forgotten to upload it first.
These pictures were taken while we were waiting for Erik. I chilled and Stefan snapped around. This series was created right before the series 131. Stefan had just forgotten to upload it first.
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We’ve uploaded posts from the last ten years, this is from the last ten weeks. He at 64, she at 66. How are we doing?
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The air is thick, wet, and charged —
no breeze left, only the scent of sweat, skin, and something ancient.
The greenhouse has surrendered, and so have me.
No more whispers.
Just heat, hunger, and bodies in full bloom.
The glass steams.
The weeds tangle around ankles like curious hands.
Every inch exposed, every urge explored — nothing held back.
This is the final act.
Raw. Wild. Unfiltered.
The place where desire isn’t just seen… it’s felt. Deep. Loud. Messy.
"Quand tout brûle, il ne reste que la vérité du corps."
(When everything burns, only the truth of the body remains.)
Thank you for coming with me —
through shadows, softness, and into fire.
I hope you felt it.
And maybe… still do. 💋
With all my heat,
Juliette 💋
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Parts 1 & 2 are waiting if you need to feel it all over again…
no breeze left, only the scent of sweat, skin, and something ancient.
The greenhouse has surrendered, and so have me.
No more whispers.
Just heat, hunger, and bodies in full bloom.
The glass steams.
The weeds tangle around ankles like curious hands.
Every inch exposed, every urge explored — nothing held back.
This is the final act.
Raw. Wild. Unfiltered.
The place where desire isn’t just seen… it’s felt. Deep. Loud. Messy.
"Quand tout brûle, il ne reste que la vérité du corps."
(When everything burns, only the truth of the body remains.)
Thank you for coming with me —
through shadows, softness, and into fire.
I hope you felt it.
And maybe… still do. 💋
With all my heat,
Juliette 💋
💥 Like, comment, and favorite — let me know how it moved you.
Parts 1 & 2 are waiting if you need to feel it all over again…
