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your hands between my thighs. they saw how you touched me under the blanket, we should’ve been more quiet. if I step out for a smoke, will you follow me? pin me to the wall, grab my neck. take me there on the stairs, where your neighbors can hear. I’ll leave a hickey on your neck. you’ll leave a bruise on my chest. tell me all the positions we’ll switch next week while I’m grinding on you on the stairs. honey, you’re making me give promises I will not keep. take me outside for the promised cigarette. you blew that smoke into my mouth, and the vertigo felt like heaven, just for a moment. pass me the lighter with her initial engraved because I don’t wanna go upstairs— just not yet.
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Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 8:15 PM UTC
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your hands between my thighs. they saw how you touched me under the blanket, we should’ve been more quiet. if I step out for a smoke, will you follow me? pin me to the wall, grab my neck. take me there on the stairs, where your neighbors can hear. I’ll leave a hickey on your neck. you’ll leave a bruise on my chest. tell me all the positions we’ll switch next week while I’m grinding on you on the stairs. honey, you’re making me give promises I will not keep. take me outside for the promised cigarette. you blew that smoke into my mouth, and the vertigo felt like heaven, just for a moment. pass me the lighter with her initial engraved because I don’t wanna go upstairs— just not yet.
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Jan 25
Jan 25, 2026 at 8:15 PM UTC
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