UNDER MASSIVE CO !

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○ A  WOMAN  TO  FEAR,  A  WOLF  IN  SHEEP’S  CLOTHING.  A  CUNTRESS.

“ yeah, it’s purpose for you. not that hard to fake an orgasm. a few clenches here and there and-” she undulates her hips forward, letting her eyes roll back into her head. “ -oh god arthur, yes,please, yes, oh you’re so good! yes! ” she lets her body fall back and sets him with a bored stare. “ they were probably afraid you’d strangle them or something. ”

                       head  cants  and  eyes  NARROW  to  slits.    ❛❛    ye  think  I  ENJOYED  playing  with  the  MOSQUITO  BITES  on  yer  CHEST  ?  ahh  ?    ❜❜    the  answer  ?  kinda.    ❛❛    s’quit  doin’  me  FACKEN  nut  in  an’  leave  me  t’  me  drink,  ye  MISERABLE  cuntiballed  aul  git.    ❜❜

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○  SICKLY  SWEET  LITTLE  LEVERAGE,  POOR  FAWN  IS  OF  GREAT  USE.

         ‘     i  was  WRONG.  i  should  have  listened  the   FIRST   time  you  told  me.  please  forgive  me ?     ’     her  head  is  HUNG  low,  fingers  DIGGING  into  the  flesh  of  her  palms.  the  woman  tries  to  STEADY  her  breathing,  she  tries to  appear  as  UNAFRAID  as  possible  around  him.   heknowsheknowsheknows leaning  back  on  her  heals  and  then  shifting  her  weight  to  her  tip  toes,  Lo  presses  a  quick  kiss  to  his  lips.

@sugaried  gets  more  LOVE.  sorta

                       he  CHUCKLES.  mocking  her  with  abrasive  and  forced  LAUGHTER.    ❛❛    already  FORGIVEN,  dolores.    ❜❜    he  coos  though,  no,  he  DOES  NOT  return  the  kiss.  he  does,  HOWEVER,  offer  a  smile.  toothy  and  grand,  dimples  protruding  and  MARKING  coarse  flesh.  he  can  recognize  fear,  for  his  name  alone  is  ENOUGH  to  dismay  and  frighten  the  hearts  of  MANY.  there’s  SILENCE.  tension.

                       large  hands  slide  down  her  SIDES,  meeting  her  waist  and  SLIPPING UNDER  the  fabric  of  her  shirt.  his  thumbs  CARESS  soft  flesh,  his  hands  are  cold,  CALLOUSED  and  the  pads  of  his  fingers  are  splintered  and  CUT.  but  for  a  second,  he  GRACES  her  with  the  gentlest  touch  of  which  he  could  PROVIDE  before  his  grip  tightens  and  his  COUNTENANCE  along  with  demeanor  falters  completely.

                       never  a  MAN  of  EMPTY  THREATS.  he pulls  her  towards  him  to  ENCLOSE  the  space  between their  two  bodies  completely.  he  looks  down  at  her  with  EYES  like  daggers,  she’s  UNDER  his  nose,  he  will  ALWAYS  have  her  right  where  he  wants  her.  malt  LIQUOR  breath  blows  in  her  face  as  he  speaks,  voice  darkened  with  REPREHENSION.    ❛❛    don’t  make  me  REGRET  keeping  you.    ❜❜

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some  day  i’d  like  my  lil  angel  2  come  back  .

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○ A  WOMAN  TO  FEAR,  A  WOLF  IN  SHEEP’S  CLOTHING.  A  CUNTRESS.

“ why would god give you the perfect dick and no idea   how to fucking use it? i feel cheated. ”

                       ❛❛     jus’  cuz  nothin’  SATISFIES  yer  vast  CUNT  doesn’t  mean  my  cock  hasn’t  PROVIDED  it’s  purpose  fer  MANY  many  others,  dar’len.    ❜❜

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○ THE  BROODING  GOLDEN  HEARTED  KNIGHT  IN  SHINING ARMOR.  A HERO.

        his  heart  feels  STRANGE.  sylvester  has  always  been  an  empathetic  person.   (   the  type  of  young  boy  who  found  joy  in  FEEDING  stray  animals  instead  of  shooting  pellets  at them  for  fun.   )   he  had  a  brief  but  EYEOPENING  chat  with  dolores  that  same  afternoon.  she’d  waltzed  in  his  office  and  sat  down,  her  brown  hues  like  flying  saucers.  it  was  the  usual,  she  was  TIMID,  lo  had  enlightened  him  on  her  PREDICAMENT,  asked  him  for  help,  even.  sylvester  wanted  to  help.  he  REALLY  did.  the  child  in  him  itching  to  take  the  SPITEFUL  little  bullets  in  exchange  for  possible  COMPANIONSHIP  and  safety.

        ‘     valentina,  you’re     HAPPY     here  right  ?  i’m  not  FORCING  you  to  be  here  or  anything  like  that,  am  i  ?     ’     he  only  asks  because  he’s  GENUINELY  concerned  for  her  well being.  and  not  in  the  way  of  a  LITTLE  BOY  looking  to  save  a  stray,  but  in  the  way  of  a  MAN  ensuring  his  presence  and  unadulterated  affection  was  WELCOMED.

@sugaried  gets  some  LOVE.

                       plump  CHERRY  petals  purse  as  brows  furrow  in,  RESENTFUL  TONGUE  snaps  and  she  won’t  look  him  in  the  eye  just  yet,  back  turned  to  him.    ❛❛    OH,  so  now  you  have  TIME  for  me  ?    ❜❜    she  UNDERSTANDS  he’s  a  man  of  MANY  responsibilities,  more  than  HALF  of  which  are  completely  unknown  to  her.  but  even  a  sliver  of  AFFECTION  would  suffice.  as  of  LATE,  she’s  been  SEARCHING  for  attention  elsewhere.  anywhere  else,  to  be  EXACT.  perhaps  her  time  has  EXPIRED  and  it  was  only  a  matter  of  WHEN.  deep  intake  and  she  TURNS  before  him,    ❛❛    sylvester  .  .  ?    ❜❜ 

                       countenance  softens  to  the  GREATEST  exact,  eyes  glossy  and  CRESTFALLEN  akin  to  those  of  a saddened  pup.  she  ADMIRES  his  visage,  coarse  and  rough  but  still  GRACEFUL  and  enthralling;  enough  to  make  her  little  heart  SKIP  a  BEAT.    ❛❛    who  is  SHE  ?    ❜❜    her  own  WORDS  make  her  heart  drop  to  the  bottom  of  her  STOMACH,  she’s  thought  of  herself  in  a   MYRIAD  of  ways.  but  replaceable  was  NEVER  on  the  list.    ❛❛    what  is  she  um  .  .  what’s  she  LIKE  ?    ❜❜

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@sleuthis  DON’T  INDULGE  HIM.

                       no  one  is  paying  ANY  MIND  to  the  GENTLEMEN  doused  in  blood.  they  all  saw  the  FIGHT  too.  one  boot  on  the  UNCONSCIOUS  man’s  bare  chest,  the  other  on  a  stool.  very  LITTLE  people  ever  made  eye  contact  with  him.  SO  when  one  DID,  he  couldn’t  HELP  but  CALL  IT  OUT.  just  not  before  DOWNING  a  pint  in  three  gulps  flat.  voice  low  and  RASPY,  he  grouses.    ❛❛    you’ve  A  BIT  of  a  STARIN’  problem  there,  luv.    ❜❜

                       he  couldn’t  be  ARSED  to  wipe  the  alcohol  from  his  beard  just  as  he  wouldn’t  bother  with  the  blood  either.  after  all,  THIS  was  his  signature  look.  he  drops  the  GLASS  on  the  man’s  face,  stepping  ON  him  to  approach  her  with  bold  and  arrogant  strides.  CUE  his  infamous  shit-eating  grin.      ❛❛    ye  kno’  if  yer  wond’rin  —  YES,  ‘m  definitely  worth  a  poke.    ❜❜

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@cosseting  YOU'RE  NOT  SLICK.

                       when  a  MAN  comes  in  and  pays  ZERO  attention  to  the  WOMEN  he  came  for,  there’s  SUSPICION  bound  to  arise.  of  course,  SINDY  is  merely  CURIOUS  and  she  slips  through  the  SWEATY  men  with  ease.  face  to  face  with  the  STRANGER,  he’s  A  LOT  more  attractive  than  she  expected.    ❛❛    I  have  TWO  GUESSES,  tell  me  if  i’m  RIGHT.  ready  ?    ❜❜    there’s  a  GIGGLE,  cranium  tilting  as  hips  sway.

                       she’s  cutesy  and  the  CHARM  has  dialed  up  SIX  notches.    ❛❛    MY  GUESS  is  you’re  GAY  and  you  BROUGHT  HER  because  so  is  she.    ❜❜    finger  reaches  up  to  her  cheek,  BROW  cocks  upward.    ❛❛    OR  you’re  some  sort  of  SPY  on  a   CRAZY  HUNT  to  take  down  some  bad  bad  guys  ?    ❜❜    almost  IMMEDIATELY  she  bursts  into  a  fit  of  LAUGHTER.  and  her  hand  gently  pushes  his  shoulder,  fingertips  running  down  his  ARM  ever  so  gently.    ❛❛    between  me  and  you;  i’m  REALLY  hoping  it’s  not  the  first.    ❜❜

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@emrsn  YOU  ASKED  FOR  THIS.

                       palms  of  PERFECT  delicate  hands  are  positioned  behind  her  for  STABILIZATION  as  she  sits  atop  the  most  EXPENSIVE  and  luxurious  material  FURNISHING  the  reception  desk  of  which  MONEY could  buy.  she  sits  on  the  VERY  EDGE,  silky  and  fair  shaven  legs  swinging  before  coming  to  a  complete  HALT.  body  jolting  forward,  just  slight,  her  posture  straightens  and  PEARLY  WHITES  sink  into  her bottom lip.  a  BROW  quirks  upward,  color  her  entirely  CAPTIVATED.

                       as  she  PROPS  herself  down,  heels  CLICK  beneath  her.  she  bends  over  the counter,  ass out,  body  pressed  against  the  COLD,  scintillating  table  as  she  reaches  over  to  GRAB  a  stick  of  licorice.  red;  to  match  her  long,  matte  COFFIN  SHAPED  nails.  head  turns  she  as  OGLES  in  the  man’s  VICINITY  with  large,  curious  DOE  EYES.  coquettishly,  the  sweet  gently  taps  CHERRY  PETALS,  dragging  her  lesser  lip  from  the  CENTER,  she  keeps  the  candy  on  the  border.    ❛❛    checking  in  —— or  checking  out  ?    ❜❜