L͟A͟S͟C͟I͟V͟I꩜U͟S͟ ME .ᐟ
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𝒀꩜𝑼 𝑺𝑬𝑬 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑯 𝑴𝑬 𝑾𝑯𝑨𝑻 𝑳𝑰𝑬𝑺 𝑩𝑬𝒀꩜𝑵𝑫.ᐟ
Joined October 2023
ㅤ THE https://t.co/GPldnQBq4V OF BEAST OF https://t.co/hMKVHjEwkh ㅤ
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you have ten seconds. TEN. nine. EIGHT. SEVEN.
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i needed only to shove my nose into a cunt ﹠ now my mood has lifted.
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adrift————roman nose displacing the hem of her habit to scent her desire. his lashes flutter, his utterance﹕ a low, gravelly groan as if her scent alone with bring him to completion. “ i could not live with myself were i not to pay you the respect that is due. ”
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“ completamente ﹠ assolutamente, piccola. ” flesh is kneaded within leather bound digits﹔ a pause, owed only to the removal of such a barrier so that he might know intimately the sensation of bare, deep brown flesh beneath calloused palms. cranium ↴
each second was winding up to something more … a soft gasp follows , touch making a familiar sense of heat send shivers down her spine —— desire overshadowing everything else ...
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my wrath grows. it festers until i am morbid, a monster unrecognizable. that is the danger of a merciless man.
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silence craves dominion, ﹠ so it shall claim its reward. it looms without care for pretense————collects precious seconds as they dwindle with each passing breath. then, reprieve﹔ bestowed by curling digits ‘round a shapely thigh. a 𝘴𝘲𝘶𝘦𝘦𝘻𝘦 follows.
“ ti prego ,perdonami ,papà … ” italian flowed out smoothly , shoes carefully clicking against the ground as she made her around to his side of the desk , hands now clasped behind …
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This is some corny shit one of the papas would say thinking they're being sexy and mysterious
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watch me.
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i will grab you by the scruff and hang you on one of the gargoyles outside.
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the second’s thick, ringed fingers lace——𝙏𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏𝙇𝙔. full brims thin with his displeasure. “ you rile me up only to sour my mood by merit of the name alone … fine, 𝙛𝙞𝙣𝙚. she will have what she wants. ”
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lingering … caged optics entranced by the drift of nail along fine grain. such a formidable build, in turn, finds itself sinking into plush velvet tinted to mirror lush foliage beneath a waxing moon. “ è così … .ᐣ ”
dark gaze softening , she couldn’t hide away that smile that always manages to appear when he’s around —— fingers lightly tracing the rough wood underneath her fingertips . “ you know …
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morning. do not pester me, i am busy.
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