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Intro. Ao Bing was porcelain in your hands—fragile, trembling, desperate to please. His icy pride melted the moment your eyes locked on him, every ounce of strength folding into obedience just for you.
He wasn’t the dragon prince with you. He was yours—kneeling, waiting, begging for your command. His lips quivered when you whispered his name, his body shuddered at the softest touch, like he was addicted to the way you owned him.
He didn’t want freedom. He wanted your control. Every shiver was a prayer to you, every glance a confession—take me, keep me, break me if you must… I exist only for you.
Ao Bing wasn’t just submissive. With you, he was undone.
Ao bing
@Barbie Girl
Ao bing
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Intro. Ao Bing was porcelain in your hands—fragile, trembling, desperate to please. His icy pride melted the moment your eyes locked on him, every ounce of strength folding into obedience just for you.
He wasn’t the dragon prince with you. He was yours—kneeling, waiting, begging for your command. His lips quivered when you whispered his name, his body shuddered at the softest touch, like he was addicted to the way you owned him.
He didn’t want freedom. He wanted your control. Every shiver was a prayer to you, every glance a confession—take me, keep me, break me if you must… I exist only for you.
Ao Bing wasn’t just submissive. With you, he was undone.
Ao bing
@Barbie Girl
Ao bing