𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 .

ㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ㅤㅤ ㅤ ㅤ ﹠ ﹠. the 𝒓𝒐𝒕 flows through his 𝒗𝒆𝒊𝒏𝒔 like a sludge .

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

https://t.co/khbCtWKkJe

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

@OfTwoVoices

[ً. @abhorarchive]

when i said that i'd return to you, i meant more like a relapse.

[ꨄ @lostaffections]

why am i the only one who's speaking? don't leave me alone! don't leave me! please, don't go! say something!

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

Sprawled on a piece of furniture.

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

— removed his hand, he’d bleed freely and fully. .
Oh, it was exhilarating.

Darren thrusted and bucked into the leg that was so graciously given. “M’good.” He huffed.
“You’ll sew me up, won’t ‘cha?”

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

By now the color had nearly drained from his face; he’d forgotten his own mortality in all the pleasure and ecstasy.
Darren gasped and shook in Darryll’s grasp. He was covered in his own blood and so was Darryll.

He hadn’t thought this far into it, actually. Once Darryll —

[꧁ Spιce Up Yoυr Lιғe .ᐟ ꧂ @OfTwoVoices]

TW: Gore and Sexual Content

His hand twitched as the kiss deepened, pulling a low, muffled groan from him. Out of the years of serving, of feeding this grand maze, he’s never reached a peak like /this/. If Darren wasn’t careful, the goblin could get addicted to this new high.

-

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

— anxiety, no 𝘗𝘢𝘶𝘭.
“Mmh, s’good. It’s yours.” Maybe the blood loss really was getting to him.

“How’s it?” Darren pulled away just enough to breathe out the words he’s been dying to ask. “Tell me how it feels.”

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

Darryll’s words of encouragement did wonders for him. He preened over the praise, and sped up his pace. Darryll’s hand engulfing his heart nearly sent him over the edge already.
“Fuck,” he hissed against the goblin’s lips.

He pressed forward and kissed him back harder. —

[꧁ Spιce Up Yoυr Lιғe .ᐟ ꧂ @OfTwoVoices]

TW: Blood, Gore, Sexual content

“That’s it…yes. Ease around me, surrender yourself to me..”

He couldn’t help the purr as Darren pressed closer to him, bringing his hand deeper into his chest cavity.

-

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

— This was everything he wanted and more. This was everything he needed.
It took his mind off of. . Everything. All that existed in this world fell away and there was only Darryll with his hand in his chest and this bloodied room.

No law, no fear, no —

[ً. @abhorarchive]

i  still  don't  know  how  to  love  someone  without  swallowing  them.

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

— have the power to kill him in one squeeze and ( not ).

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

— the foreign object in his body.

Darren muttered a short string of curses, followed by a low moan and half step closer. Even with Darryll being wrist deep inside of him, he craved more. The slit tore as it was stretched further.
“Ah—, hhoh. .” He could barely —

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

— 𝙝𝙖𝙙 to feel it.

Literally.
“Wanna know me more than anyone?” He bucked into his own hand, and pulled Darryll closer, deeper.

“Hold my beating heart.” It was more a command than an ask. He wanted to feel Darryll’s hand cup his racing heart. For the goblin to —

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

Tw: blood, gore,,,,

Of course! Not only for himself, but to solidify his spot within the labyrinth.
As Darryll’s hand slid into him, Darren let his head loll back against the hand at his neck. He could feel every turn he took, every shift of his organs displacing around —

[꧁ Spιce Up Yoυr Lιғe .ᐟ ꧂ @OfTwoVoices]

TW: Blood, Gore

He looked like he wanted to argue. But, with a shrug, he simply stated, “Suit yourself.” Surely, the loss of blood would bring the man down to his knees, whether he liked it or not. So, in the end, Darryll was confident that he’d get exactly what he requested.

-

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

— held himself open for him, red rushing down everything. Darren’s face was flushed, and though the room itself wasn’t exactly warm, sweat had begun to gather on his forehead and temples.

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

Tw// blood & gore 😔

“Not on this floor.” He breathed, almost with disgust. It was covered in blood that was neither his nor Darryll’s. Why would he want to lie in it?
Right below his sternum, where the flesh was soft and begging to be carved, he guided Darryll in, just —

[꧁ Spιce Up Yoυr Lιғe .ᐟ ꧂ @OfTwoVoices]

This was a game he was well versed in. Over the years, the Goblin has learned where to cut, how deep, and even at which angles to keep his playmate alive for longer.

-

[𝑫. 𝑪𝑨𝑻𝑬𝑺 . @b0dysnatch3r]

— voice came out rushed. With shaky hands, he dipped his fingers into the slit— and slowly spread it open. Blood coated his fingertips and ran down the rest of his abdomen. Another moan ripped out of him at the pleasant stretch. “S’good. . C’omere, 𝘋𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘺𝘭𝘭.”
He —