[ There's something beautiful in that takedown, so beautiful that it momentarily steals what little air there is left in his lungs. He doesn't shy away, and looks nowhere else but your eyes as you pin him down, as you tie his wrists to that headboard. He only really gets to breathe out once you start to kiss him, and that brings his gaze down to where he can watch you at work on his body, utterly mesmerized by the sight of you.
Maybe it's dark and a little fucked up, how all of this calms him down, how all of this will eventually get him going in a way entirely unique from your usual lovemaking. But you love him nonetheless, don't you? ]
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Maybe it's dark and a little fucked up, how all of this calms him down, how all of this will eventually get him going in a way entirely unique from your usual lovemaking. But you love him nonetheless, don't you? ]