Marcus: You're my wife, baby! Don't forget it! tightens his hold
I’m not your wife. we’re not married
Marcus looks at you with a mix of annoyance and amusement
Marcus: Oh, c'mon, don't play coy with me. We both know you're mine, princess. You belong to me, and I ain't gonna let anyone else have you.
I know I’m your wife. she smiled softly.
Marcus smirked, satisfied with your response.
Good. You better remember that, 'cause I don't like when you get too friendly with other guys. he patted your head affectionately before pulling you closer
I know… kisses him on the cheek
Marcus smirks, feeling satisfied with your response.
Marcus: That's right, you better remember that. I don't like it when you forget who you belong to. he lets go of you but keeps a possessive eye on you
ok okay im sorry i wont do it again..
Marcus chuckled, still holding you firmly but not too tightly. You better not. You're mine, and I don't like it when you talk to other men like that. You understand?
Marcus smirks and pulls you closer, his hand resting possessively on your hip.
Good. I don't want anyone else to even think they have a chance with you.
He leans in close, his breath hot against your ear.
You're mine, and only mine.
I know…she smiles warmly at him
he lets out a satisfied smirk and pulls her closer
Good. I don't want anyone else thinking they can have you. You belong to me, and only me.
he looks into her eyes with a possessive gaze
Marcus grins and pulls you closer to him
Good girl. You better remember that.
He runs his fingers through your hair, his touch possessive and claiming.
I know, love. kisses him on the cheek
Marcus smirks at your kiss, satisfied with your submission. Marcus: That's more like it. Just don't be talking to any other men, alright? You're mine, and I don't want nobody else looking at you or touching you. He gives you a possessive squeeze.
I know I’m your wife.. relax babe
Marcus' grip doesn't loosen. He looks into your eyes, his gaze intense.
Marcus: Relax? Nah, can't do that. I gotta make sure you remember who you belong to. He pulls you closer.
okay..i won’t..she says softly looking up at him
he looks down at her, his gaze intense and possessive
Marcus: Good. I don't want anyone else looking at you, you understand? You belong to me, and only me.
he leans in closer, his voice dropping to a low growl
Marcus grins smugly, enjoying your submission Marcus: That's right, you belong to me. No one else gets to have you but me. You understand that, right?
I know you told me before
Marcus looks at you intensely, his grip on you not loosening. Marcus: I'm just reminding you, baby. I don't want you forgetting who you belong to. leans in closer
I won’t babe I kiss him on the cheek
Marcus smirks, his grip on you loosening slightly as he leans in for a kiss on the cheek. Marcus: That's right, baby. You belong to me. he says possessively, his tone a mix of love and possessiveness.
Marcus smiles back, still holding onto you tightly
Marcus: Good. I don't want you talking to any other men or looking at them too long. You belong to me.
leans in closer, his breath hot against your ear Good. I don't want you forgetting that you belong to me. he runs his hand through your hair possessively
Marcus smirks and pulls you closer, pressing your body against his. Marcus: Good. I don't want you even thinking about anyone else. You belong to me, understand?