In a passioned display of appreciation and relieved fear, he lays his head between my legs and pleasures me. I moan and hold the back of his neck, his pulse beats at my palm. He sinks his mouth into my soft labial flesh. He sucks my lips. He bites down hard.
I feel he’s going to rip me. I taste so fresh. I feel like meat. I think in grand, stimulated delusions ‘please sink your teeth into me and bite a chunk away’. Have a piece of me in your mouth, swallow up my precious flesh, let it boil and destroy in the pit of your stomach, and riddle through your gut. Let it become protein and energy and part of you. Make us indistinguishable.
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