Tell you? âĒ he's never really had a problem with that, has he. âĢ
If you're inviting me to break in the sheets, there is no part of me that minds taking you up against them, devouring you against them, anything you want against them. We'll have to be thorough, though. Have to make sure we leave an honest review.
As for the red, I wouldn't mind you in nothing but that lipstick, but if you have anything for me to unwrap, can't say I'd complain.
âĒ in fact he'd nearly die about it. lingerie's always been a weak spot, for dean.
he shouldn't of even brought this up. why, christian grey? âĢ
Uh, basically some millionaire with daddy issues. More than daddy issues. Hence leading to him finding some girl, making her sign some kind of dom contract shit to keep everything hush hush between them. He's got this red dungeon looking room with apparatus', paddles, you name it this guy is on his shit.
Dunno what happened to using your hands or a good old fashioned tie, but what do I know.
I most certainly am inviting you over to help break them in. All night and all day if we must. How else are we to test them properly?
[she has a few ideas, actually. though his are much better. but he forgot one,]
You'll have to tell me what they feel like against you, too. [both the first set underneath him and--] Especially around your wrists and your eyes. [--the second set she purchased for the sole purpose of cutting strips. if they look as gorgeous as they do on the display screen she knows they'll look lovely around Dean.]
I might have a little something you can untie. But you'll have to use your teeth. [while not exactly lingerie Peggy thinks it'll have nearly the same effect on him. if not then she'll simply have to do better for next time, won't she?
she really shouldn't have asked for him to explain.]
And that's considered erotic literature in your time? Have people really grown tired of Cleland or Monbron?
I see no other way, ma'am. I think my being versed in all nighters just might finally come in handy.
âĒ what'd started as a conversation brewing eagerness in the pit of his belly has now come equipped with a ruby flush, blotching across his cheeks and flourishing over his chest like wildfire. damn, she paints a pretty picture—and there is no inch of her that he'd ever forget.
dean's not one to let many women have control, but peggy? yeah. he could do that. âĢ
Oh yeah? You been planning all this out, huh? You tie me up and I can't promise I won't run my mouth, it's torture not to be able to touch you. Barely make it through the front door most times. Seems like you're antsy for a little control, baby. I don't mind givin it to you. Just my teeth and hands to myself, you got it. But that's just for the first round.
âĒ he still can't believe christian grey is putting a damper on their prettied up sexting, but— âĢ
Tween erotic literature. Like Twilight on steroids.
I mean, I wouldn't mind holding back your wrists with my tie. Would you let me?
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Tell you? âĒ he's never really had a problem with that, has he. âĢ
If you're inviting me to break in the sheets, there is no part of me that minds taking you up against them, devouring you against them, anything you want against them. We'll have to be thorough, though. Have to make sure we leave an honest review.
As for the red, I wouldn't mind you in nothing but that lipstick, but if you have anything for me to unwrap, can't say I'd complain.
âĒ in fact he'd nearly die about it. lingerie's always been a weak spot, for dean.
he shouldn't of even brought this up. why, christian grey? âĢ
Uh, basically some millionaire with daddy issues. More than daddy issues. Hence leading to him finding some girl, making her sign some kind of dom contract shit to keep everything hush hush between them. He's got this red dungeon looking room with apparatus', paddles, you name it this guy is on his shit.
Dunno what happened to using your hands or a good old fashioned tie, but what do I know.
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[she has a few ideas, actually. though his are much better. but he forgot one,]
You'll have to tell me what they feel like against you, too. [both the first set underneath him and--] Especially around your wrists and your eyes. [--the second set she purchased for the sole purpose of cutting strips. if they look as gorgeous as they do on the display screen she knows they'll look lovely around Dean.]
I might have a little something you can untie. But you'll have to use your teeth. [while not exactly lingerie Peggy thinks it'll have nearly the same effect on him. if not then she'll simply have to do better for next time, won't she?
she really shouldn't have asked for him to explain.]
And that's considered erotic literature in your time? Have people really grown tired of Cleland or Monbron?
Are hands or a tie your preferred methods?
no subject
âĒ what'd started as a conversation brewing eagerness in the pit of his belly has now come equipped with a ruby flush, blotching across his cheeks and flourishing over his chest like wildfire. damn, she paints a pretty picture—and there is no inch of her that he'd ever forget.
dean's not one to let many women have control, but peggy? yeah. he could do that. âĢ
Oh yeah? You been planning all this out, huh? You tie me up and I can't promise I won't run my mouth, it's torture not to be able to touch you. Barely make it through the front door most times. Seems like you're antsy for a little control, baby. I don't mind givin it to you. Just my teeth and hands to myself, you got it. But that's just for the first round.
âĒ he still can't believe christian grey is putting a damper on their prettied up sexting, but— âĢ
Tween erotic literature. Like Twilight on steroids.
I mean, I wouldn't mind holding back your wrists with my tie. Would you let me?