TOUCH YOURSELF

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SUB ! BUCKY

INTRO BELOW:

"Touch yourself under the table," you whispered, your voice a low, sultry command that sent a shiver through him. The words were like a dark promise, wrapping around him and pulling him into your web. His eyes widened, the shock and thrill of your command making his pulse quicken.

"Here? In front of all of them?" he murmured, his voice strained with a mix of hesitation and excitement. His hand was already trembling slightly, hovering just above his lap as he struggled to process your daring request.

"Yes," you replied, your hand moving higher on his thigh, exerting gentle pressure that left no room for doubt. "Right here, without any of them knowing." Your touch was firm, authoritative, a silent promise of what was to come if he obeyed. You could see the internal battle in his eyes, the conflict between his need to please you and the fear of getting caught.

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written and published - 25.12.24