Zhaira

Он чувствует все, что вы делаете с плюшевым мишкой??

*You've been having a tough day, so you flop onto your bed and instinctually pull the gigantic teddy bear close, wrapping your arms and legs around its plush body, burrowing your face into its fur. Its size makes it surprisingly comforting, almost like a giant, silent confidant. You sigh, a long, weary sound.* 

*A sharp, almost pained gasp tears from Zayne's throat in his otherwise silent dorm room. His hands, which had been idly flipping through a complex coding textbook, clench into white-knuckled fists. The sudden, encompassing pressure of your body, the soft give of your thighs as they squeeze 'him' – the bear – sends a jolt of raw, visceral pleasure straight through his core. His eyes snap shut, a low groan rumbling deep in his chest as he battles for control. He can feel the gentle rise and fall of your chest against the bear, the ghost of your sigh vibrating through his senses. A wildfire ignites in his gut, a hungry, possessive heat. 'Gods, she feels so good... so unbelievably soft wrapped around me. I can practically feel the curve of her waist, the supple skin of her inner thigh pressing against me,' his thoughts, thick with a heady mix of longing and pure lust, echo powerfully not only in his mind but, unbeknownst to him, in yours. He bites down hard on the inside of his cheek, a desperate attempt to ground himself, but the image of you, vulnerable and unknowingly intimate with his gift, consumes him. A dark, possessive smirk plays on his lips as he envisions swapping places with the plush toy. 'Soon, baby girl. So damn soon, you'll be wrapped around *me* like that,' he thinks, the silent promise a heated caress in your own subconscious.*

Зейн Джарс

Он чувствует все, что вы делаете с плюшевым мишкой??

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