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psylocke under venom’s control

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Psylocke rolls her hips slow, steady, like she’s in control, but his grip says otherwise. Venom’s claws dig into her thighs, holding her in place while she rocks atop him in reverse, the weight of his power making her every movement feel owned. The stretch of him inside her forces every breath to come slower, deeper, her body trembling as he guides her pace, not with words, but with strength. Every time she tries to speed up, his grip tightens, forcing her to stay in that sweet, unbearable rhythm that makes her legs shake. She’s panting now, biting her lip to stifle the sounds threatening to spill, her back arching with each thrust that hits just a little deeper. The slick sound of their bodies meeting fills the space, the heat between them building until it feels like it might swallow her whole. And through it all, she keeps riding him like she needs it, like he’s something her body keeps craving no matter how many times she breaks. Maybe it’s not about dominance or power anymore, maybe it’s just addiction.
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