« that.
Addicted to everything she was, but not now.
This death of mine has to be mine. My end to my obsession. My end to my insecurity.
She deserved so much more.
I shake the bottle, bringing it back to my lips as I adjust myself on the hood of my »
@ImmoralPoison [Curling my tongue between my teeth as she mounts me. My lower half throbs to life as she drags her nails down my chest and the grip she has on my throat makes me groan.] We have a song. [I quickly reply, bitting down on my bottom lip.]