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Another one for the birthday boy.

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Make me scared.

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So, I’m cleaning in the silly little boxers and coat Sir left here when he moved me in.

And I took a few silly little photos for him in them.

He said I could share one with you.

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My heart wants roots. My mind wants wings. I cannot bear their bickerings.” 

– E. Y. Harburg

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There is so much condescension in being told to slow down.

Like, “shh, shh, sweetheart, slow down.”

I can honestly barely write it, it makes me blush so much.

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“If they’re really bothering you, sweetheart, I can take the clamps off now,” Penthouse suggested while we were in the pizzeria

I looked up from my food, “you mean in the bathroom?”

“No, silly,” he laughed. “I’m not going to take you into the bathroom right in front of everyone. That would just be embarrassing, wouldn’t it?" 

I huffed and stared down at my hands while he continued to chuckle.

theinfiniteache:

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Sweater weather is upon us.

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“I’m nervous,” I said to Penthouse as I pulled on my clothes and went to head out to a meeting. 

He turned to face me, “how come?”

“Uh, because I’m about to go into an important meeting with the word ‘whore’ carved into my stomach.” I stared down at the shirt that covered it, willing it to stay opaque. 

“Oh,” he smirked, “yeah. I guess that’d do it.”

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One of the more harmless elements of morning inspection consists of him smelling her shoulder, to ensure that she has washed herself properly.

She always whines that he should really trust her more.

But, confessedly, she would miss the scratch of his scruff if he stopped.

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Trapped, Part 1

It was a trap.

The lights were out in his bedroom. I was three steps in, hand over the switch, when he grabbed me from behind. I gasped as one of his hands twisted my arm up on my back and he nudged me against the wall with his knee. He pressed himself against me and his other hand wandered upwards, grabbing my face between his fingers and forcing my lips to purse. His breath was hot against my neck and the light scruff below his lips tickled my skin as he spoke in a voice that gave away his grin.

“Hi there, pretty girl."