His lips, touched in the most sinful ways. His once porcelain skin, now marked up and filled with bruises, of pain, of pleasure. He wanted this. He begged for this. He wanted to be controlled, to be held down, and marked up. He asked. And they, were never one to deny their Baby. (My story on A03 that i wanted to post onto here. IDEK why i wanted to put it here, but, bitch i did, Follow me on twitter @Luvlelittlebird and on Tumblr @Luvleelittlebird where i shitpost and add teasers to every new chapter i am gonna write. Hope you enjoy!!!!)
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