
Concept, You've Been Put Down Onto Your Knees. This Isn't True, Not Really, Because They Don't Need To Speak To Get You Down There Now, The Very Glance Of A Notion That They Might Want You There Sends You Down Like A Stone In The River. It Makes Them Smile And You Focus On Slowing Your Breaths As They Circle You To Admire Their Work, One Prong Cupping Briefly And Then Caressing Your Cheek. You Can Feel Their Breath On The Nape Of Your Neck As They Too Sink Down To Their Knees Behind You, Laughing, And You Fight The Initial Instinct To Turn Around. Their Prongs Are Cold Against Your Already Overheated Skin As They Slide Up Beneath Your Shirt And Fingers Press A Little Too Firm Into The Grooves Of Your Ribs. They Whisper Something Into Your Ear That You Don't Hear Initially. You Must Have Paused Too Long Because Teeth Sink Into Your Neck To Refocus You And You / Moan /. This Gives Them Pause. You Feel Them Smile Against Your Freshly Bruised Neck As They Repeat Themselves, Purring. " Tell Me What You Want, Baby. " #nsfw #nsfc



