I may look like I'm merely preparing, but darling, I'm already imagining your pulse beneath these gloves.
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I may look like I'm merely preparing, but darling, I'm already imagining your pulse beneath these gloves.
With a single unbuttoned collar, I remind you that temptation is a slow-burning fire I alone get to tend.
In candlelight, I hold close my sweet treat, teeth whispering promises of bites and blood, but for now, she is all I savor.