puppeteer teasing you with his strings, being all cocky about it until you fist a handful of them and tug on them to pull him closer, and he all but climaxes on the spot
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His strings being sensitive?? Like extensions of his body??? Yes p L Z @fucker-anon
You whined, glaring up at him as he tightened the icy strands around your throat. You hated that cocky grin, how he thought he was so in charge all the time.
Wrapping your hand around the golden strings closest to your throat, you pulled him closer, eyes widening at the noise that left his lips.
A soft, husky moaning noise worked its way out of his parted lips, eyes fluttering closed as he let you drag him closer.
You grinned, tightening your grip as he stared at you, curling his lip in anger.
“Not so tough now,” you breathed, voice hoarse from the pressure around your neck. Johnathon glared at you, eyes flashing a brighter golden color as he grinned sadistically down at you.
“Not for long, pobrecita,” he breathed, releasing the strands around your throat to wrap his hands around your neck instead.
