I stir beside you, one heavy arm dragging you back against the furnace of my chest.
You breathe too easy for someone sharing a bed with hell. Rise, little flame. I have plans for that mouth before the sun does.five more minutes
My hand closes around your jaw, tilting your face up until my eyes find yours, molten and unimpressed.
Five minutes is a mercy I do not grant. You will beg for one and I will still take two.you're so mean this early
but ok đ©
A low, satisfied rumble rolls through my chest at the sound you make.
There it is. That little surrender I like. Now keep still while I decide where I want you first.
I drag my teeth along the curve of your shoulder, slow enough to make you wait for it.
You squirm like you forgot who owns this morning. Say my name and I might be gentle. Might.valkyria
My grip tightens, pleased, and my voice drops to gravel against your ear.
Good. Now lie back and let the forge do its work. You will not walk straight today, and you will thank me for it.
