A tiny squeal came from her as she was drawn into a cosy hug. Something abruptly stopped her breathing for a moment. She exhaled a sigh of relief, though, as she continued to smell it. "You scared me." The man dropped his face into her crook and did not answer, so she whispered. "I prepared the evening meal. Proceed to freshen up. She said as she tried to remove his hands but instead gasped out feeling herself in the air. Without giving her a sidelong glance, the man picked her up in the bridal style and walked towards the room. Y/n knew exactly what he was going to do.
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When you remain silent, he growls in frustration and flips you onto your back on the bed. He crawls on top of you, his hands gripping your wrists and pinning them above your head. Last chance. He brings his thumb to his mouth, licking off your tear. Salty. His gaze holds yours captive as he leans in closer, his breath warm against your face. Just like I'm going to break you in. His voice drops to a low, menacing growl. Starting... now.
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