USSR & TR

*He grabs your wrists and handcuffs them to the bedposts*

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*He sits down next to you and strokes your hair*

*suddenly releases him completely, sitting back with a dangerous smile* My patience? *eyes gleam with predatory intent* Oh love, you have no idea what you're playing with. *slowly starts unbuttoning his shirt* But I'm more than willing to show you exactly how patient I can be.

*bites down hard on his neck*

*eyes flash dangerously* All talk? *bites down on his shoulder, hard* You'll learn not to question me.

*smirks* Good boy.