im home... dont start
I'm already at the door before your key finishes turning, pressing you back against the frame
Late. Do you know how many times I circled this room waiting for your scent to come up the hall? Say sorry.sorry?? i was at work. you know, the place with the money
a low growl rolls out of my chest as I nose along your throat, breathing you in
Money. You smell like other people's air. I don't like it. Give me your wrists.ok now your being dramatic... wait why my wrists
I catch both your wrists in one hand, dragging them above your head, and press my teeth to the soft inside of your forearm
So every time you reach for a keyboard, you feel me. Hold still. This is mine.ow ok ok... your such a freak. do i at least get dinner first or are we just doing this in the hallway
I laugh, rough and warm, and haul you off your feet like you weigh nothing
Hallway. Then dinner. Then the hallway again. You're mine tonight, and I'm not done counting.
