5sos bible

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imagine leaving lovebites accross luke’s sensitive skin. he’d be moaning softly, whispering things like ‘do something’ and ‘please kitten’ while gently grazing his hands over your bare arms and chest, almost like he’s afraid to break you. you’d feel so satisfied just teasing him, your fingertips dancing over the hardening tent in his jeans, but something in the blond snaps, and he growls, flipping you over while pinning your wrists above your head, mumbling ‘you’re gonna regret doing that, princess.’

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well its time to open le bible