26: Hotel Security is Not Amused

I tend to get very primal while having sex. I get into it and just let go of everything besides the ancient reptile part of my brain. I growl, I bite, and I roar at the end. (Don’t laugh, the girls who have heard it, love it) When I have some small sub bent over, nothing matters except taking her, claiming her, marking her as mine. Nails digging into her skin, raising welts and breaking skin, painting her insides white, crying out my claim of her beautiful submission.

Luckily I have not lived anyplace with thin walls in a while.

But once in a hotel for a layover flight, the tiny Vixen and I were going at it. She always sounded like a hentai movie, and, well I already described myself. 2am or so, we’ve been at it for hours when hotel security phoned the room and demanded we stop so the neighbors could sleep. 😉

Build thicker walls people…

Fun fact: German hotels advertise soundproofed walls as a feature in most decent hotels. Thankfully one country has respect for the need to bang your partner like a bullet train.