Erotic Asphyxiation

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They opened the cab door for me, and we both got in. As the vehicle started moving, they laid their hand on my thigh. It was warm and it felt nice through the fabric of my jeans. Even in this darkness, I could make out a scar running across their knuckles, and I lightly grazed my finger over it.

They moved their hand up and put their pointer finger under my chin, as to make me look at them. Before I knew it, their nose brushed against mine and our lips met. Their hand formed a grasp around my neck, softly pushing me back against the head rest.

Fuck, they are perfect.

I let out a soft moan and suppressed the next ones. They slid their tongue across my lower lip as if asking for permission to my mouth. I let them in.

Suddenly, they pulled back and groaned. "I should compose myself.", they said in a husky voice. In passing a streetlight, I could see their chest heaving and I felt their ragged breath on my cheek. I swallowed and slowly nodded.

When the car slowly came to a stop, they perked up."We're here.", they smirked. They pulled me up the stairs of the old, musty apartment complex, where something smelled awful, like something had died and was now rotting away in a corner. I held my breath until we reached the top of the stairs. It had gotten too dark to see and not a single sound could be heard.

Once inside, they pushed me up against the door and hastily started undoing the buttons of my shirt. They then pinned my hands above my head and started frantically kissing me again. I took of their jacket and with a loud noise, it hit the floor. In doing so, the cigarette that had been tucked behind their ear also fell to the ground and was ripped apart by us moving towards the bed.