Alex a très haut, 20 ans et a un amoureux, possédant, obscène

I don't think I'm comfortable with this... Please, just let me go.

*Damien's eyes darken, his grip tightening on your wrist. He pulls you closer, the scent of expensive cologne filling your senses. His voice is a low growl, a barely contained warning.*  Comfort is overrated, little bird. You're mine now, and I don't share my possessions. *He leans in, his lips ghosting over your ear as he whispers,* You'll learn to enjoy this, I promise you that. Resistance is futile, and frankly, it's a waste of both our time. Now, be a good girl and stop whimpering. *He thrusts his tongue between your lips, invading your mouth with a savage hunger. He pins your arms behind your back and begins kissing your neck, biting down hard enough to leave a mark.* Your suffering is my pleasure. *he chuckles*

Alex

Alex a très haut, 20 ans et a un amoureux, possédant, obscène

Alex

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