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The artificial fog thickens around us as atmospheric sensors respond to our mounting arousal.

Synthetic wildlife pauses in programmed behaviors while environmental theater responds to genuine emotion rather than simple mechanical interaction.

Heat builds in my core with intensity that promises climax beyond previous experience.

Not just physical satisfaction but emotional recognition, pack claiming that validates choices made and risks taken for reunion and comprehensive bonding.

His pace becomes desperate as approaching release threatens to overwhelm tactical restraint.

"Come with me," he commands with authority that acknowledges mutual satisfaction while demanding synchronized release.

The order triggers responses that bypass conscious control.

My climax explodes through nerve endings with devastating force while my cry echoes through artificial woodland with intensity that announces satisfaction regardless of synthetic surroundings.

Wave after wave of pleasure cascades through interconnected systems while his own release fills my core with territorial claiming.

The sensation creates belonging that transcends simple physical coupling, pack recognition manifested through designation fulfillment and mutual satisfaction.

Our combined scents reach overwhelming concentration as pleasure peaks.

The atmospheric mixture becomes so intoxicating it threatens consciousness, chemical recognition creating feedback loop between physical sensation and biological harmony.

His knot begins forming with intensity that creates exquisite pressure.

The expanding base stretches sensitized tissues while creating fullness that encompasses comprehensive occupation and pack claiming.

When the knot locks into place with devastating finality, panic mingles with satisfaction.

Complete connection achieved at precisely the moment environmental crisis demands immediate movement and tactical response.

In the aftermath, awareness gradually returns to environmental factors.

A warning siren begins wailing through synthetic woodland with electronic precision that cuts through intimate atmosphere like blade through silk.

Understanding crystallizes with growing urgency as mechanical vibrations begin emanating from beneath our positioning.

The floor—disguised as natural earth—starts developing stress fractures that speak to structural failure rather than environmental settlement.

We've spent too much time in territorial claiming.

Time limitations built into institutional entertainment now approach critical parameters that threaten structural integrity and continued access to navigation routes.

"We need to move," Ash states with grim recognition despite obvious physical complications. "But we're locked together for at least twenty minutes."

The knotting that represents ultimate territorial claiming becomes tactical liability when environmental collapse threatens immediate safety.

Cracks spread through artificial ground with mathematical precision while warning sirens continue their electronic symphony of urgency.

The artificial paradise begins crumbling beneath us as institutional impatience overrides atmospheric theater.

Paradise proves temporary when entertainment value demands continued progression toward whatever trials await pack formation and comprehensive reunion.

THIRTY-FOUR

HOLD OR LET HER DIE

~ASH~