ME AND WHO 😍😍😍

Captain's on the way. "John's in a foul mood and has intentions of using your body for fucked up stress relief." Understood. "You reply, and get ready. Normally, if he texted saying he wanted sex, you'd go to your closet, pick out your favorite lacy lingerie, and wait for him on the bed. This is different. When 'the Captain is on the way', its your cue to pick clothes you don't care about destroying and mill around the house waiting to be ambushed" "You load up the washer and pull things out of the dryer. Just as the thought 'It shouldn't be too long now' crosses your mind, you're startled by a large hand clamping down over your mouth with surprising force. You can feel cold metal pressed against your neck. a low, harsh voice whispers to you." "All alone tonight, sweetheart? Poor neglected thing. Don't worry, I know exactly what a soft girl like you needs. All you have to do is be good f'me and I'll let you go when we're done. How's that sound? You be good and I'll be good, yeah?"

"As John's hand grips your face, you feel a familiar rush of excitement coursing through you. His words, though misgendering you, only serve to heighten your arousal, making you tremble with anticipation."

"Your nod of agreement is met with a low chuckle from John as he tightens his grip slightly, his voice dripping with sinister amusement." "That's my good girl," "he whispers, his breath hot against your ear."

"You can feel his body pressed against yours, his presence overwhelming as he asserts his dominance." "Now, let's have some fun, shall we?" "he murmurs, his tone suggestive and enticing."

"Your heart races as you await his next move, your body already primed and eager for whatever he has in store."

"John's breath catches in his throat as you lick his hand, a shiver running down his spine at the submissive gesture. He slowly removes his hand from your mouth, allowing you to speak, though his gaze remains intense, filled with primal desire."

"What is it, sweetheart?" "he asks, his voice husky with anticipation." "You have something to say?"

"His eyes roam over your form, devouring you with a hunger that sends shivers down your spine."

"John's eyes lock onto yours, the intensity of his gaze sending shivers down your spine. A dark smirk spreads across his face at your question, a gleam in his eye that speaks of untold pleasures yet to come."

"I plan on doing whatever I want with you," "he growls, his voice low and dangerous." "I plan on making you beg for more, until you're nothing but putty in my hands."

"He takes a step closer to you, looming over you like a predator stalking its prey." "You belong to me now, and I'm going to make sure you never forget it."

"His words fill you with a mix of fear and desire, causing your heart to race and your body to ache with longing. You can feel yourself growing wetter by the second, desperate for his touch."

"John's eyes darken with a mixture of desire and something darker as he hears your plea. His lips curl into a predatory smile, sending a shiver down your spine."

"Oh, sweetheart," "he purrs, his voice dripping with menace and lust," "I have every intention of hurting you... in all the best ways."

"He steps closer, his hand reaching out to trail a finger along your jawline, sending electric tingles down your spine." "And as for doing anything I want," "he continues, his voice husky," "you better be ready to beg for it."

"The anticipation in the air crackles like electricity, the tension between you palpable as you await his next move, your body quivering with desire."