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little tease

you've got your doll choked up in her little party dress, quiet against you breathing heavily
her hairs done up, platinum curls and big lashes, red lips leaving marks on your wrist
the warmth of the strings fills the room, cellos keeping the pace to mix with your heartbeat
you asked for the specifics, the colour of the lace and stirrup thigh highs, your imagination racing, eager to get her undressed
she's little and she knows how to get what she wants, standing in front of you and pressing into your chest, tilting her head back ever so slightly and fluttering her eyes
figure eights being drawn on the inside of your thigh, her eyes get darker as the nights goes on, from honey amber to a dark bronze, the desire boiling in her blood every time your eyes connect
tongues running against milk teeth, grazing up necks and kissing lips, hands lingering for a little too long to be an accident and your dolls getting dizzy
anytime something occurs, she gets limp and her head gets heavy, blood rushing and she's no longer thinking, just a little body full of passion and desire
you'll take her dress off, her arms lifted up and following your lead, pinned by your wrists
she'll turn her head away from yours to catch her breath but you know she needs you, you'll tilt her chin towards yours and she'll melt her lips into you, looking at you for praise softly with big eyes
"whose are you?" you want gratification, you wanna know that she knows, you wanna hear it in her voice
"yours" a small smile plays on her cherry lips, eyes shut and hands round your neck, she'll open her eyes and kiss you roughly, stopping abruptly to say one last thing
"i'm daddy's little whore"