A Sweaty, Sticky Night

It was late and dark and we were both restless. We orbited round in our own small circles, our limbs occasionally entwining, both of us unable to sleep. TSH spooned up behind me and very gently and deliberately bit into the top of my shoulder. It was a long slow burn as he increased the pressure. Sensation registering as pain and blooming into hard pleasure, spreading through my body.
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