Tyson Descriptive Writing

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Tyson hovers over me on all fours, his arms and knees pinning me down like a beast. Even though it's pitch black, I can still see the faint outline of Tyson's indistinct silhouette in front of me. I can't see his face, but I can hear the low growl from his throat and the glint in his eyes is visible. A lukewarm liquid drips down from Tyson's mouth onto my
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