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˚୨୧⋆｡˚ ⋆ ᰔᩚ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧˚
„If you're going to win the next game, I promise I'm going to make you scream. That should be enough encouragement, no?"
Fucking hell.
This was one hell of a ride.
My face was flushed red, and occasionally, my breathing still trembled. My knees feel weak as I stood in the middle of the elevator with Cactus beside me, stiff as one.
Me and the Frontman had to stop our devils play abruptly since Cactus arrived to pick me up. And I'm thankful for it, because now I'm still able to face the black man that consumed my mind.
If I would've finished on his knee, I don't think I would be able to face him.
Yet it felt so right. It felt so right to give him this intimate part of me, to give him my pleasure and my desires that I didn't even knew existed.
I had sex with many men, yet no one was bold or had not enough knowledge to try these things out. It was just a quickie for a night, nothing more.
But I never felt mentally satisfied. These parts of me who were not satisfied were tired, always tired. They were tired of constantly waiting for someone to come along and see them, to acknowledge them and willing to give them everything they yearn for.
He saw them and gave them everything they asked for, but he also gave me nothing.
He convinced me to take the necessary steps for me to arrive at the edge of the abyss. His hands held me securely with the full intentions to let me go and fly, yet he reared back with me in his arms and refused for me to have the best fall I would've had in ages.
It left me frustrated but at the same time, it only built my excitement and desire for the things he's planning next. It left me on the edge of my seat, just waiting for that one moment to happen.
Even if I know it's wrong to feel like this.
I push a hard breath out and clear my slight sore throat, closing my eyes and ask myself how this happened. I didn't had any more time to doubt all this once the elevator flies to a stop, opening and Cactus immediately led me toward the next game.
„Thank you for taking me out of yesterday's situation." I love speaking out my gratitude for the things I'm grateful for, and this wasn't any different.
It doesn't matter that my parents were too busy to show me any affection, I never lost my ability to feel deeply. In fact, their lack of emotions only taught me to never be like them, and it motivated me to always be open and give my love to souls who are undeserving of it.
Yet I don't let their lack of appreciation harden me, for my love is never wasted.
Cactus merely tilted his head to me before he continues to ignore me. I pouted my lips.
