In the shadow of the Colosseum, two bound gladiators await their release—knowing that what lies ahead is almost certain death. Tethered by rope and fate, they exchange fleeting glances. The silence between them is thick with fear, longing and unspoken desire. With nothing left to lose, they seize one final moment of freedom—not with swords, but with their bodies. They surrender to each other, fucking like it’s the last fuck of their lives.
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