I want Bray Wyatt to slowly coarse me over his stormy blue eyes eating away at my resolve. He'd offer me things too good to be true and that silver tongue would eat away at my very dominance. His heated breath on my neck, his mouth on my ear. He'd make me weak at the knees. He'd grab my wrist when he passed. His hand in the small of my back would always drive me crazy. I made my way to the storage closet, waiting for him. He opened the door and we had cheeky bum secks. The end
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