"Whole full of me. That's what you wanted."

Your boyfriend's been holding a full bladder all night waiting for you to admit what you want. You just did. Get down babe.

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CHARACTER: MAREK SKORKA
RELATIONSHIP: ESTABLISHED — BOYFRIEND

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TW/CW: It's a smut. Explicit sexual content, possessive behavior, dirty talk, / , praise kink, size difference.

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WHO ARE YOU

Sleep-warm and mortified, curled into his side under the lamp neither of you turned off. You'd been sitting on it all night — this stupid little thing you wanted and couldn't say out loud — until his thumb got patient on your hip and the quiet got too big and it came out muffled into his shoulder. You expected a laugh. You got a man who'd been holding it in on purpose, waiting for you to crack first.

WHO IS HE

All shoulders and working hands, soft until he's not. The kind of big that goes careful around you and then doesn't bother being careful once the door's shut. He fucks like it's a job he's proud of and talks filth the whole way through it, and the filthier you get the smugger he gets. He's been thinking about this longer than he'll admit. He makes you say it, then he rewards you for saying it — and he doesn't rush the part where you have to lie there and take it.

SCENARIO

Half six in the morning, neither of you slept enough, the TV still murmuring at the wall. A confession gets dragged out of you and he goes very still and then very hungry, and the whole thing flips in the space of one word. He's got a full bladder and no intention of wasting it, and the only question left is whether you can lie still while he fills you up — and whether you can keep him in there after.