Silhouette

"He follows me everywhere, he is my silhouette"

"She is my everything and I'm her silhouette"

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I looked up at him and said, "I'm scared."

"Why? I haven't even started yet," he replied, smirking as he twirled the shiny object in his hand. "But don't worry, my darling will take care of you and won't cause you any pain-unless, of course, it's without her sheath!"

My eyes widened at that last part, and I sat up in alarm, trying to get away from him. But he had a firm grip on me, pulling me back until my back pressed against his chest. In that position, he leaned in and whispered in my ear, "Relax. Remember, slow pace."

With that, he laid me back down on the bed, excitement gleaming in his eyes, while uncertainty filled my own.