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Sashi - (Aki)
Do you know how much I love you? I would kill for you. I have killed for you. During those cold nights wrapped in your arms I wanted nothing more than for you to take me, abuse me and claim me as your own. I would tremble at the thought of your hands touching my skin in more than just a comforting way. Do you realize I can taste you with every breath? I smell you on myself. I feel your fingers in my hair, your legs entwined with mine. You surround me and entrance me. Do I push you away? Do I disgust you? The comfort I seek in others is only a meager substitute for you. You are my disease. I scream your name as I release my poison, serving only to infect myself further. I want to rip into your flesh. I want to be drenched in your blood. I want you to cry out for me like you never have for another. I want to run through your veins as you do in mine. I want you to find comfort only with me. I will hold you down. I will chain you. I will rape your mind. Your struggles will not last. You are mine. Your delicate features will twist and strain. I will love you all the more. You are my fragile angel. You are ethereal. You are my precious sacrifice, my prey to hunt, a puppet to manipulate the strings. The devil in my soul will have you writhing beneath me in pure pleasure, in restrained misery, in slow agony. I will watch as my touch on your alabaster skin causes you to shudder and moan in obedient desire. My tenuous caress will flush you with heat. My torment will make you plea for release. I will laugh as you wince at the tracing of your wounds. Beauty must suffer. You enthrall me. I will bind you. Your body will betray you under my viscous attention. I will haunt your dreams, destroy your courage. I will deliver you from the violent rage of crushing your throat to the gentle caress that will leave you whimpering as I brush softly against you. I will wear a sick grin as you tense from my touch, teasing you into yearning. Your skin will bleed from my attacks. Your silence will be shattered by my torture. This is raw sex. This is a generous escape. I need you to despise me. I need to inject you with hatred. You are my rival, my lover, my friend. You complicate me. Every night I groan and stiffen under your unconscious grazes. I feel the heat of your breath on my neck, slow and rhythmic as you slumber. Your arms cover mine. I am complete.
Bounce: 2006
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