His whim

…. awaken ….

Muffled sounds,
a hum, perhaps, a shower?
and footsteps. Laughter.
Three voices.
that smell, soap,
and, leather?
A deeper voice. Closer.
Fuck, that’s cold! Ice!
Laughter. Sweet and light. Dark and moody.
Holy crap, that was hard.
but arousing. Body, don’t betray me.
Not now.
Another voice,
I smell, musk?
No! Not again! Please!
Please, please diirrty, not him, please diirrty, no, not him this time,
not again, pleeeease diirrty, plea-

…. black ….

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