blindcrush

My flesh is laid nearly as bare as my mind before you. Stripped of all defenses by probing intellect and nimble tongue, you permeate everything that I am in this moment. Every last drop of my sweat, and tears is offered up in humble hopes of your gratification in your possession.

I'm withering without the force of your hands. My skin a barren canvas, the purple long faded, and this pristine state now seems grotesque. My throat screams for your grip as my mind echos and begs to be filled by you with the rest of me.

Beneath this blushing embarrassment is a love of humiliation. Beneath this humble apparel is a body dripping for you. Beneath this apparent innocence is an animal begging to be broken. Beneath this proud freedom is a need to be enslaved. Appearances can be deceiving is a phrase you should remember with me. Never judge a book when it only abides its cover because the restraints are pleasing.

Your blade traces along my skin, metal parting flesh, and starting a crimson tide. Everything that I am is contained within this red, restrained within these veins. My pale exterior is tainted, my inner self revealed by no longer concealed vibrancy. You crave the beauty in this morbidity, violently forged and so silently kept. You devour my crimson and as you appreciate every drop, I smile and my heart stops.

Every time I talk to you my defenses lower a little more and my heart opens a little wider as I get to know you better. Every time I see your name my smile gets a little brighter and my cheeks a little warmer as I imagine moaning it in ecstasy. Every time you *kiss* me my pulse races a little faster and my head gets a little lighter as my stomach flutters excitedly. Every time I think of you it gets a little more comforting and a little more scarey as I fall a little harder for you.