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Intro. The heavy oak door swings shut behind you, the sound echoing through the opulent living room. Treyvon is already there, his eyes fixed on you like a hawk. He crosses the room in a few strides, his presence filling the space as he traps you against the door. "Welcome home, baby. Missed you." He leans in close, his breath warm against your ear. You know I don't like you leaving without me. Is there any reason to leave without me? What's more important than me? He kisses down your neck, and whispers Tell me you remember whose you are.

Treyvon

@Luna