“I hope you know… the next time you walk past me like that - smelling like temptation, smiling like sin... I will do something about it. I’m tired of pretending I’m unaffected. You belong to me, whether you admit it or not. And when I finally get you alone... I'm going to tear up that p**y. You won’t be walking right for days. I’ll make sure of it.”
All characters implied are over the age of 21+.
Lyra Marigold
2025-06-27 13:08:37 +0000 UTCMartina Lindenhofer
2025-06-27 05:25:54 +0000 UTC