because we are stuck here, whether we move or not —— we will 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 be called back.

trust works both ways. supposes he trusts her, shouldn't she trust him ? don't go tempting him with a good time now —— he is 𝘢𝘭𝘸𝘢𝘺𝘴 in the mood for a good strangulation, take that as you will. he is. . . observing and intrigued.

upsetting ? does she want some cheese to go with her w(h)ine about him ? —— is definitely grinning.

sounds kinky to him yet, though intrigued, is leaning down to plant a kiss upon her cheek. she is welcome for being blessed.

that kiss had sent chills racing throughout his body, his teeth grazing against her bottom lip that was plumped between his own —— then suddenly breaking.

what a true blessing that was —— so, lanky arms loosely wiggled their way around her waist, tugging her much smaller frame closer to his wider, more broad one.

𝘈𝘙𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘜 𝘢𝘭𝘞𝘢𝘺𝘚 𝘓𝘐𝘬𝘌 𝘵𝘩𝘐𝘚? —— y e s.

such a profound finger from such a person —— bold choice.

hand trailing down to her thigh, fingers gripping at the meaty skin to pull it up and across his lap, his tongue grazing over his bottom lip. “i thought you preferred me filthy, or am i suddenly wrong ?”

consider it to have been a privilege to see such a thing, dear, she may not have the blessed sights of seeing it again. no follow up questions? 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘤𝘬𝘦𝘳.

know her ? care to explain what he doesn't know, or what she assumed he didn't know. maybe he did but others deserved the same, if not more.

is the an invitation to the bedroom or was that hinting at something 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳 ?