Sir

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He’s got this innocently evil gleam in his eyes

Almost demonic, but beautifully so

He looks at my naked body up and down

Violently pulling me to him, a raging excitement comes alive

His sinister smirk lights a fire in his eyes

A look that reminds me: I’m not getting away

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but did you want to get away

but did you want to get away


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