



your seed
bycupcake x•~8min
Genres & Atmosphere
He held my wrists and pressed me hard against the wall. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't get out of there. Our bodies were touching, and the only things that could be heard in the environment were our bodies colliding and our groans dragged.
Synopsis
He held my wrists and pressed me hard against the wall. Even if he wanted to, he couldn't get out of there.
Our bodies were touching, and the only things that could be heard in the environment were our bodies colliding and our groans dragged.
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