I wanna gorge on you Beast…

Until it rips away

It’s gotta be this way

You on top, me on bottom

You on bottom, me on top

Plus all the in-betweens

We don’t plan our scenes

There is no…

Good cop, bad cop

Just a…

Growling from within

That…

Announces we are about to sin

To Gorge….to feast

To unleash our feral beast

Pounding, pounding

Clawing, clawing

Flesh becomes tender

And…

As our fingers press

Our veins to the surface

We follow…

That path, that map…

To find our lost hearts

❤️❤️

I LOVE YOU BEAST!

via Daily Prompt: Gorge

You’re my Jailer

I’ll make your fly, the perfect fit

Lithe and tight…

Feel my sharp needle make the stitch

Look into its eye…

 

I smoothed out our pattern

Measured once, cut twice

Needing stronger threads to bind

Now I’m holding the tape of the Tailor

 

Wear me beast, a skin to skin outfit

All that makeup we do, fighting to fuck, fucking to fight…

Passion isn’t fashion without our desperation and itch

Those needs, we both have that make you scratch at my thigh…

 

Distance is what is making our bodies burn

Orange and purple flames, smoldering lust and spice

Engulfed in our hot love we are both blind

Reaching, grasping, holding…we are one another’s jailer

via Daily Prompt: Tailor