"Where's that little attitude of yours now, angel?" His silky voice near your ear sent chills down your spine.
You dared a glance over your shoulder at him before almost immediately wishing you hadn't. Those sinfully plump lips of his were curved into a delighted smirk, as if he already knew you were completely under his spell. His heavy-lidded dark eyes held a mixture of excitement and lust, promising oh so much more to come.
His fingertips ran over your shoulder blades from behind in a teasing way, his soft breaths hitting your skin as he leaned in even closer.
"I would ask if a cat's got your tongue; but I think that's my job, don't you?"
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pretty plaything ; prince!pjm x reader
Romance"𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐬𝐤 𝐢𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐮𝐞; 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐲 𝐣𝐨𝐛, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮?" [ 𝒃𝒍𝒐𝒐𝒅, 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒂𝒕 & 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒔 𝒊𝒏𝒔𝒑𝒊𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒖. ]