* ๐๐๐ฆ๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐.
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* ๐๐๐ฆ๐ง๐ฅ๐ข๐ฌ๐.
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โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ ๏น แญก @STRATEGlSMS, โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ โ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฃ ๐ ๐๐ค๐ฅ๐ ๐๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐๐ ๐๐จ ๐ข๐ ๐ญ๐จ๐จโ โ . . .



( It doesn't take much more pressure for teeth to break skin, just enough for the rush of crimson to the surface, in which she immediately drags her tongue over it to taste. She shivers, moving back up near the crook of his neck to bite down again. )

( It doesn't take long for her to find her rhythm; comfortable in having control, even over him. Seeing him accept her offers, appearing to want more, only spurs her on; lips sliding down along his shoulder, where she bites down again. She doesn't bother holding back, as she's

( A momentary pause as buttons come undone, letting fabric slip off her shoulders and down along arms until she can pull the garment off. She doesn't give him a chance to stare; pushing against his chest to force him further back, lips finding the crook of his neck

( Slight nod, eyes locked onto midriff, she glances up once for final confirmation, small bit of confidence gained as she pushes and pulls at fabric until it comes loose, carefully sat to the side after. Palm presses against torso, traveling up along each curve of muscle. )

You're already... ( Sharp inhale, head turned away slightly to avoid that look. Hands shift forward to cling onto the front of his shirt, pushing fabric upward, just a little; fingertips brushing over small sliver of skin she reveals. ) ...doing what I want.

Iโ I can't... ( Not while he's so close, lips on her skin, the pass of cool air against her chest as buttons come undone. It's taken a lot to have even gotten here in the first placeโ he must understand that anything more is simply asking her for too much. )

...everything. ( And it's the truth. Hesitant as her own head tilts just slightly to the side, offering up that bit of extra space to him. Own hands squeeze his shoulders in return, shiver running up her spine. )

( Small nod, selfishly leaning into that kiss, pressing one of her own to the corner of his mouth. Voice low, nearly a whisper. ) Just you.

What's... on my mind? ( Slow to process words, even slower to answer properly. Despite her overthinking, she clings onto him again as he sits up, afraid that he might choose to disappear anyway. She shakes her head, lower lip trembling. ) You. That's all.













