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βππ’π¨π¨π¦π³ α΅α΅ πΌπ‘ππ«π©πΝ’π§. retweeted
you were meant to be mine. i am all that you need.
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Hi Rivakopon . Beautiful. Levi. Onyankopon.. Grow old Together⦠Yes couple.
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Going to masturbate.
She takes note of the subtle reactions beneath her palms, which only encourages another squeeze; eager to make her squirm, even if she's pushed the decision making to her. Unwilling to completely give up all the* power, it seems. Tip of nose brushes against hers and she
Another wave of smugness as her words reach right where she aimed themβ offering up no complaint as she's ordered, bending once more to allow herself closer than she'd like to be to anyone else. Her own hands dare to reach out again in return, settling on the curve of her hips
Those wide, wide eyes. A pang ofβ¦guilt? Finds her.
In the moments of Her imprisonment within her grip, each finger was a bar around her cage. It felt .. . wrong.
For once. To lead.
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Her eyes flutter shut.
Itβs .. unusual.. for her.
A foot slides backwards in preparation to take a step, though hands are on her again before she moves even an inch. Eyes widen, then even more at the realization of just how tight the hold on her isβ of course it hurts, but she doesn't try to escape. She simply stares for the
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I'm so sad humans cant regenerate limbs or else id take a piece of everyone i adored and taxidermy it on my wall to admire
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making my sexual partners refer to me as βthe generalβ
For a brief moment, disappointment flickers across her features, quick to disappear just as every other emotion that slips through the cracks. Though something more smug replaces it, subtle, as she reluctantly withdraws. "Okay," she murmurs, back straightening with a quiet














