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The thought of being railed so fucking hard, but a roommate being home and having to be quiet because they might hear it >>>>

I love marking you and bruising you but theres something really hot about finger mark bruises in particular. My hands, my fingers on you, like finger prints the bruises fit only me perfectly, the spacing between my fingers, the size of the prints. Mine. They are mine and you are mine sweetpea. I see you laying your own fingers against them in the hours and days after, touching me across the divide of time, remembering. Little bruises like purple kisses decorating your throat. Lining your sides where I have been holding you in place, buried to the hilt. On your hips from pulling you down on to my cock. Dotted on your thighs where I dug them in, stoping you from wriggling away while I'm licking your overstimulated pussy to yet another orgasm. Pretty little reminders that I never want to truly leave your skin. So I will keep touching you, squeezing you, pressing in to you, pulling you, pushing you, keep you marked up and mine.

The thought of being railed so fucking hard, but a roommate being home and having to be quiet because they might hear it >>>>

I love marking you and bruising you but theres something really hot about finger mark bruises in particular. My hands, my fingers on you, like finger prints the bruises fit only me perfectly, the spacing between my fingers, the size of the prints. Mine. They are mine and you are mine sweetpea. I see you laying your own fingers against them in the hours and days after, touching me across the divide of time, remembering. Little bruises like purple kisses decorating your throat. Lining your sides where I have been holding you in place, buried to the hilt. On your hips from pulling you down on to my cock. Dotted on your thighs where I dug them in, stoping you from wriggling away while I'm licking your overstimulated pussy to yet another orgasm. Pretty little reminders that I never want to truly leave your skin. So I will keep touching you, squeezing you, pressing in to you, pulling you, pushing you, keep you marked up and mine.