I've said it once I'll say it again you are a rude little thing.
you know i will come to you no matter what. but the anticipation is worth it sometimes.
( She likes to torment him. )
when we are alone i will do the same.
stay inside of me all night, pietro. let me feel every inch of you knowing that we are safe in our bed and nothing can touch us. every time you move i will feel it and cherish it and reward you in return. my nails at your back, my legs holding you as tight to me as i can.
( She likes to torment him. )
when we are alone i will do the same.
stay inside of me all night, pietro. let me feel every inch of you knowing that we are safe in our bed and nothing can touch us. every time you move i will feel it and cherish it and reward you in return. my nails at your back, my legs holding you as tight to me as i can.
all night.
i had no idea you had that much stamina.
( yes he had. )
are you going to try and mark me?
make my back a portrait of nail scratches?
you have done that before and i find that i enjoy it.
i want this, wanda.
i feel like it's been some time when it hasn't
but i want to wear you out, hear you scream my name.
i had no idea you had that much stamina.
( yes he had. )
are you going to try and mark me?
make my back a portrait of nail scratches?
you have done that before and i find that i enjoy it.
i want this, wanda.
i feel like it's been some time when it hasn't
but i want to wear you out, hear you scream my name.
I thought you had a fondness for cookies.
( Has his whole life been a lie, Hank? )
( Has his whole life been a lie, Hank? )
lucky me.
( There's something viciously feral about how much she enjoys this, enjoys him. )
i want to leave you bruised, brother. i want my marks on your skin so that the universe knows who you belong to. i want you to do the same to me so that when you leave me next i can touch the bruises on my hips and know that is where your fingers fit.
( There's something viciously feral about how much she enjoys this, enjoys him. )
i want to leave you bruised, brother. i want my marks on your skin so that the universe knows who you belong to. i want you to do the same to me so that when you leave me next i can touch the bruises on my hips and know that is where your fingers fit.
then that is what will happen
it has been some time since you have left your marks on me.
who am i to know who i belong to without those
what am i to smirk at when people see them and ask me if i fell down
it is just too bad i cannot tell them the truth
that my sister loves to be fucked by her brother.
it has been some time since you have left your marks on me.
who am i to know who i belong to without those
what am i to smirk at when people see them and ask me if i fell down
it is just too bad i cannot tell them the truth
that my sister loves to be fucked by her brother.
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