Info - size kink, mention of sex
"Hey baby," I heard the deep voice in my ear. I turned away from my cooking and looked up to see Timothée.
"You only come up to about my shoulder," Timothée chuckled.
"You're always going on about my height," I fake complained.
"Maybe I like it," he purred.
"Maybe I like how much bigger I am than you. How my hands engulf yourself. How I can toss you around. How I tower over you. You look so cute and tiny compared to me. Which makes it even more delicious when you take my big cock so fucking well."
"Timmy," I squealed, feeling my body heat.
"Mmm," he chuckled. He lifted me up onto the counter easily.
"What was that for?" I asked. He caged me in, a hand on either side of me.
"Just to prove I can," he smirked.
