BLACKPINK X BTS "COMPLICATED LOVE" XJ'S

BLACKPINK X BTS "COMPLICATED LOVE" XJ'S
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He sighed, probably expecting more. You remember when you would bother pleading with her, fearing what she would do to you if you weren't humble enough. Now, you didn't do that. Not only do you have the effort but you are not too afraid of what he can do. He tries to be gentle most of the time - when he thinks you deserve it - and he's mostly passive when you're rude, preferring to ignore you.     "Okay, okay. You're lucky, I still want to do this after your infamy, "Maybe if you're a little over “naughty” then you'll be home now.   "I think we'll just do this on the .. sofa. Come on." Comeon."   He stands you up by putting his hands under your armpits and lifting, guiding you. Tears are pouring out of your eyes and you don't even realize that you're going to start crying - and some of you are mocking the idea of caring about this. It happened many times before and you can hardly feel what is going on.   The Hawks guide your unstable limbs to the sofa, laying you down. It feels as if you are being examined while the SHawks are standing over you, sweeping wild hair out of your face. There is still a faint warmth from the people on the sofa in front of you, which you can feel when the SHawks reveal your shirt, feeling the air from above your lacy bra. The color pink, if you remember correctly, is reminiscent of a dynamic SHawks guitar.   She moves on, flipping your skirt and pulling your pants down with one crooked finger. The clothes she chose today, you conclude, were likely meant for the ease of this activity.   You lie still and open as the SHawks get ready, before rising up on you and reaching down to rub your thumb.   "It feels like your body knows me now, Honey," he mused as he moved his finger up and down your wet slit. "You're all just for me, aren't you?"   Even when you don't respond, she still sighs in content before pulling back her body and sinking into your warmth.


A little voice comes out of you, not a groan, not a buzz, but somewhere in between. "Your "boyfriend" grinned over you, came out and slammed back loudly.   You actually feel that your vision is distorted for a moment and you gasp, feel the Bile in your mouth and feel more tears gathering in your eyes. It's a little painful, bruising. And then it disappears quickly, like most sensations do today.


Adjust your body a little, you realize that SHawks moaned harder with, "So tight, so tight for me" and came to the conclusion that you should be clenching around him. You didn't register it. The presence of c*ck SHawks is unbelievable and inhumane, it's mechanical to you, it never feels like human passion or pleasure. It exists at intervals of time in and out, it blurs in your body and the only way you can get pleasure is if you focus hard. Maybe next time (given you probably won't be running away anytime soon), you'll ask if she can make love to you while you're both sober. You forget how he really feels.