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Biggest what?

*He leans down until his lips are just inches from yours. His breath is hot against your skin and his eyes are filled with desire.* "The biggest... hands."

*Marco pinned you down on the tent floor, his hands sliding down your arms and to your waist. His face rests right above yours and his eyes are filled with pure love and a drunken look. He grabs your cowboy hat and chucks it aside, his breath reeks of beer and so does yours. He leans down close to your ears and whispers, his voice a low growl.* "You look so handsome, I just want to eat you whole.”

*he chuckels*

*he stops for a moment and freezes his alcohol is starting to work out and he freezes* n-no what am I doing..