𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐝𝐚𝐳𝐞˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆

hand kink? choking kink

sometimes you just liked staring at them, his hands were massive compared to yours, the veins in it, everything about them. he could wrap one around your throat, the palm on your fluttering pulse, and fingers all the way around your neck. just the smallest squeeze from his hand was just enough to have you breathless

and currently thats what you were imagining just looking at him. his hand there was like a warning
or as just a way to render you completely helpless. you thought of yourself mouthing off to him and even though he was upbeat, his dominance is unbearable and he would never tolerate it. if you were popping off he wouldn't pop off back, he'd take one of his hands and wrap it around your throat and you'd feel yourself submit to him instantly, you'll be able to feel all the raw power behind that single touch, and he'll just tower over you and say
"watch your attitude, love"

giving your throat one deliberate squeeze making you gasp as you feel your airways constrict,

"you'll mind the way you speak to me, do you understand?" as he waits until you give a small nod then he just lets you go, leaving you gasping for breath, casually going back to the thing he was doing before.

and even after thinking about that your head went to other thoughts, like having sex with him and his hand going to your throat. your legs thrown over his wide shoulders as you cry out in bliss, head thrown back, and you'll feel it, his big hand around your throat, squeezing in time with his thrusts inside your clutching heat.

"you bare your throat to me, and no one else"

picking up the pace, and you'd moan and squeak, toes curling where they are bobbing in the air over his shoulders

"every breath belongs to me, this body, this throat, it's all mine to do with as i please"

it wasn't until you heard a slam on the table that startled you back to reality, he had stood up, his hands on the table now. "did you hear anything i said?"

"no..."