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AHHHH THIS REMINDS ME OF A MANGA I READ- HOLD UP- I GOT A HELLA GOOD BLURB TO GO WITH THIS- *** I've always been a rough lover— my lips doing more than just warning you of how I'll make you forget your own name whenever you're alone with me. My hands grabbing onto whatever they can while my canines pierce your skin. The taste of your blood, a tribute to my undying obsession towards you. Everything of yours tastes like the nectar of gods that the old priests have once praised. I can't help but get lost in you: your flavor, the way your skin flushes so seductively— it's like you want me to lose control. Your eyes seem to be begging for me to meld our bodies together; until there is only us, until there is no more of just you and just me. I'm gone by the time my marks have been scattered all over you— beautiful bruises that contain a medley of colors, both old and new. If you were to ask me where my favorite place is; it would be between your thighs. I could spend hours there, my hands bruising your delicate skin without any thought. My ears listening to every single one of your sweet noises: every squelch, every whimper, every time you shamelessly ask me for more. I love those times with you the most, when you're completely raw and vulnerable to me. Crying to me like I would to you. My favorite taste, though? It would be your ring finger. I remember the first time I bit it— as proof of our union, our bond as soulmates. The way my tongue would be filled with iron, but the thought of you being mine forever... Unable to ever truly remove the evidence of my love... It's addicting. So when you ask me if I'm starving... I am. I'm starving for every night when I renew our vows. My teeth piercing into the soft, scarred flesh of your left ring finger once again. The scar comforts me— tending to rub my fingers against the bleeding skin after we're done. My voice whispering praise after praise for you as I gently wipe away your tears. And when you look away for a second... That's when my tongue darts out to lick my lips clean of your blood, savoring the taste that I love so much. *** GOD. THAT WAS A LOT MORE THAN I EXPECTED. Still slayed it, though ^^
“You kiss like you’re starving.”
Hahaha I am.
I want to eat you.
I want to savor you.
I want to sink into you.
I want to feel you.
I want to salivate over you.
I want to consume you, body and soul.