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nuclear bombs clung around my stomach, as his lips lingered along my revealed collarbone; only soft and heavy moans pranced in the tight nip air. as more pieces of clothes wandered off our bodies, minty breathes crashing against our flushed cheeks, he finally pulled away and stared closely at my face.
"what baby?" I asked, my breathing was uneven and jagged
"why haven't you requested yet?" he softly breathed out, his body lifted above my sweat kissed forehead
"what?" I asked, totally caught off guard
"why haven't you requested an Imagine or person to see in friendlypizzaman's gif series book?" he quickly asked me, attaching back on my blood drained hickey mark
