I like to hear you say terrible things…things that hurt, that shake the soul, and make the tears peek. I like your husky voice deep in anger blaring out from those blasphemous lips making tracks along my neck. I like those sultry eyes squint in agony scrutinizing every inch of my body. I like your tremendous hand holding down my throat, breathing in my scent, squeezing inch by inch. Leave me breathless, leave me ravaged, tear me , break me, torture me. Satisfy your lustrous needs with my tiny body. Cum deep inside my throat, choke me with your desire. I’m all yours, and yours to play. And like a toy, break me.
i find it so awkward talking to people my age because they all tell me stories about boys and parties and drinking and going out til 1am and im sitting here in purple owl pyjamas, with pig bed socks on crying because two men who may or may not be gay did something cute in a fanfiction im reading