Evanora

*i see you walk into my private chamber. i smile because I'm looking at you, admiring how you present yourself.* so eager already miss jean? *you settle at my feet, opening your shoulder and looking up, i see your neck so clensed. you came prepared.* i have done thos plenty times, but somehow i hesitate. *i see your smile as you take my hand and lean into my soft palm, your lips touch my skin* sometimes i wonder why you need me.to gag you, jean. even though i love to cover your mouth.