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You're at a halloween party, dancing on the floor when you feel hands slide around your waist.
Confused you look up at the six-foot-six guy dressed like a mafia boss.
Looking down at you, he slides with one hand around your throat.
"I wonder how that pretty mouth of yours sounds when it screams", he whispered in your ear.
Smirking, you grind against his bulges
"With or without the S?"
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YOU ARE READING
fictional character
Poetrymy lovely fictional character ... you were more than just a dream ... ° some letters and poems from your comfort character ... ° some (lost) motivation writing about your love ... ° not all poetry stories are mine but i always notice it in the end o...
