zi**** Posted August 1 She knelt, not because i asked—but because i looked at her like she should. I didn’t speak right away. I just smiled, slow and cruel, like i already owned her secrets. “You’re not scared,” i said, circling her. “You’re addicted.” My fingers grazed her shoulder. Not soft. Intentional. Like a warning dressed as affection. “SAY IT,” i demanded, voice low. She swallowed. “I want to be yours.” I leaned in, lips at her ear. “No, darling,” I whispered. “You already are.” 🤤
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