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#ilang buwan na to sa drafts ko ☺️😺
twistedbloodstain · 1 year
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im tempted to write a drabble of the aftermath of the marquis fic where reader is being resistant to him and just goes something like this
“i’m only here because you fucked me that night.” you grit through your teeth.
he frowns at your words, although expected due to the circumstances he had brought out upon you he might’ve expected that the few months might soften you to submission. he supposes he shouldve expected more resilience from you even with the comfort of his home.
right now you stood in front of him, enraged and determined to get out of his grip. not like he’d ever let that happen. No. he’d kept everything to himself far too long,
“i didn’t fuck you that night, mon coeur.” he unpleasantly corrects you. your words piercing through his skin into his heart.
you scoff at him and attempt to retort another statement of rage at him.
“doesn’t matter, i don’t want to be here! i want to go ho-“ you screech at hime before he cuts you off.
“you sure do have a lot to say now,don’t you my love? you didn’t seem to share the same sentiments when i made love to you in your bed.” he retorts proudly with a bit of pride oozing through his voice.
you stammer a reply but fail to form a coherent sentence as he walks towards you.
“you seemed to enjoy it a lot when we made love that night, in fact you still do whenever we’re in bed. this may seem unfathomable to you but in your words, i would say you love it when i’m fucking you.” he smirks while he whispers the last part.
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vsjsjdjd but deep down the marquis is like “BABE!!!!! DONT SAY THAT!!!!! DONT BELITTLE OUR LIL LOVEMAKING SESSION AT YOUR PLACE??? WE LITERALLY HAD THE TIME OF OUR LIVES” 👉👈
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