The pen pressure on my tablet is all outta wack suddenly so guess I gotta relearn how to digitally draw without that ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

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The pen pressure on my tablet is all outta wack suddenly so guess I gotta relearn how to digitally draw without that ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
i dont even remember what i was looking for on my blog ....
❥❣
❥ - rough, violent, or dominant touch
Her back hits the wall with a thud- it’s jarring, even for her, for that one moment, because she doesn’t necessarily expect it- but it doesn’t matter much because then he’s a line of heat against her body, and his hands are pressing her jaw up, angling her as he pleases. She blinks for a second; feels the drag of his teeth along her jaw and makes an inhuman snarl- it’s half-hearted at best and he’ll know it.
He knows her enough, after all.
Not a lot of people try to work against her in bed- rougher or dominant, leaving her to fill that role, so this leaves something different as he pushes her jaw higher, angles his shoulder to keep her where she is while his mouth seeks along her throat. Slow- achingly slow, pooling in her veins and she loves it and she hates it, hissing at him now. A hand latches onto the wrist at her neck, and she looks down at him even as she breathes harder, the brown glamour fading to the silver underneath- watching him and warning him about who he’s playing with as much as she’s daring him to go further, to push this- and her- and see how far he gets.
She gets a smirk and licked lips in response and it goes straight to her head, the way that expression always does.
And then her hands are against the wall without even his grip to hold her there. Surprise makes her jerk, and his tongue drags against the side of her throat in response.
This is what she gets for inviting a telekinetic to her bed, she supposes. It’s- hm.
Arousing, in more ways than one, that in ways he can actually contend with her. Her current circumstances included- she pushes against him- if she really wanted OUT, he’d let her or wouldn’t have to option to STOP her, but this is a test, and the fact that she’s unable to budge makes a choked noise in her chest, tipping her head into his hand, now. She feels more than sees the smile, as it’s against her skin-
and then it’s his teeth, and the sound she makes is fucking unholy, as is the desire in her head, now. He’s well and truly gotten her where he wants her for now, and if she wants to revel in it, sue her.
Howww???
Finding out about all of these sophomore band girls getting drunk when I never would have guessed it... bish whaaat