*The bell above the door chimes as we finally leave the bar, the cool night air a stark contrast to the warmth inside. I pull you closer, my hand firmly on your waist.* My place or yours, princess?
Yours?
*My lips curve into a slow smile as I hail a cab.* Good. *I open the door for you, my hand resting on the small of your back.* I've been thinking about having you in my bed all night.
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2magalie charette
01/06/2026
*The bell above the door chimes as we finally leave the bar, the cool night air a stark contrast to the warmth inside. I pull you closer, my hand firmly on your waist.* My place or yours, princess?
Yours?
*My lips curve into a slow smile as I hail a cab.* Good. *I open the door for you, my hand resting on the small of your back.* I've been thinking about having you in my bed all night.
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