Finally going to give in and have a snooze huh?
Yep and you're coming to put me to sleep He said
Um... kinda in the middle of something here...
He stalked into the room and grabbed the collar,
inconveniently shutting off some of the air supply. Hoisting one off the chair
He frog marched one towards the bedroom, with a detour to shut the front door.
In doing so He brushed up against one's arse...
Um you know it's not normal to be aroused by manhandling
your partner in this way?
His response was to toss one onto the bed and clamp both
wrists in one hand, while pulling his shorts down with the other.
Damn you and your superior reach!
Ankles ended up around His neck, pinned by his shoulders as
he grabbed a wrist in each hand. Forcing His way between reluctant lips he thrust
in, repeatedly banging up against a nonexistent cervix... which for the record
hurts just as much as when you do have one... eliciting a small yelp every time
he hit the target. It went on for what
felt like hours. Finally it was over...
Goddammit one exclaimed rubbing wrists. The last lot of wrist
bruises have only just faded. And why do we always end up miles from the
tissues?
He smiled, rolled over without disengaging and stretched,
reaching the tissues with ease
Hmmph! Maybe that superior reach has some uses...
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