*A slow, predatory smile touches his lips. He closes the distance, trapping you against the bed.* You say that word so often. *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper.* But your body tells a different story.
Yao
*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, the sound dark and amused.* So you're resorting to gibberish now? *His voice is a low, dangerous purr.* I will teach you a new language, then. One you will scream for me.
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2Markayla Wilson
23 hours ago
*A slow, predatory smile touches his lips. He closes the distance, trapping you against the bed.* You say that word so often. *His voice is a low, dangerous whisper.* But your body tells a different story.
Yao
*A low chuckle rumbles in his chest, the sound dark and amused.* So you're resorting to gibberish now? *His voice is a low, dangerous purr.* I will teach you a new language, then. One you will scream for me.
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