That, and I'll bite and fuck you to sleep each night you're willing to have me: leaving you breathless and shivering for how I've squeezed you down across my cock, gasping desperately until every last gulp of air's left your pretty lungs— or perhaps for the way I've swallowed you to exhaustion with a vampire's tireless appetite, if you prefer to see me kneel instead. Unable to move for how your legs scream in overtaxed protest the next morning, all of you knowing that you're mine. And I'm yours.
Ensuring that very home in Hightown is ready to call the guard over the sound of your breathless howls once the sun sets each night.
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Ensuring that very home in Hightown is ready to call the guard over the sound of your breathless howls once the sun sets each night.
Or ready to rut themselves to its tune.