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Arched back.
Loud moans
Louder.
I can take it, he breathed,
Deeper.
His hands on his waist
Claws digging into soft flesh
Swinging hips, hypnotizing slaps
Stuck in his head as his insides are sloshed around
Every inch of skin caressed, carelessly
Friction, friction, friction
His walls assaulted, his prostate kissed
Whispers in his ear, just like that, like cold breeze to a blade of grass
Every wall he had built came crumbling down, with a kiss
Take me from my fucking reality
Bite into my neck, sink your teeth into me
Fanged viper, draw my blood, inject your venom,
Use me to sharpen your fangs, not like you've never done worse
Kill me
I need your lethal loving.
We wake up to the morning
The sun has not risen, moonlight leaks through translucent curtains
There is never privacy with you, no
I look at you, turned away
Your back scratched in the reddest way possible
It's my fault, everything is
My expectations, my boundaries, shatter them all,
Choke me in your palm like your little plaything
There is no aftercare, for there is no After
It will never end.