Pink White Ink
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If my lips could speed up the healing process, I would kiss his arms until they were as white as his heart.
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I never understood what made your lips on my neck such an intimate affair, until your teeth grazed against my pulse and I realized... You could tear open my throat and make me bleed out in your arms, but instead... You chose to kiss.Concluída
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"I will make you love me, whether you like it or not" His hands tightly holding my jaw in place. "you wish. I will never fall for a Egoist like you, not in this life, not ever." I say as I fight back, but his grip too tight. And before I knew he smashed his lips on mine. Leaving me with nothing to do but hit him. Instead of even bulging a bit, he grips both my wrists in his single free hand pinning them above me. His tongue seeking entrance, but when I refuse he bites down my lower lip making me wince. " s-t-o-p" I could barely make words through the kiss. I hated him. I will hate him.
Insatiable Desires
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paramour
"Don't cry love. It's not your burden to bear." He pulled away, looking me in the eyes seriously. I paused for a moment, then embraced him tighter and kissed him fervently once more. "You made it my burden when you said you loved me."Concluída
Tilly
He then pressed his lips against mine and started kissing me, slowly moving down onto my neck. Every kiss would have me craving for more. He planted slow intense kisses as a trail on my neck.Concluída
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Inevitability and Unfeasibility
"Is it going to hurt? What does it feel like?" He shrugged and looked back down at my side making my skin heat. Reaching out a gloved finger again, he touched the bottom part of the tattoo. "This part won't be too bad. I tickle you harder than what you'll feel," he said with a mirthful smile. He shifted his finger higher, finding the top of the tattoo under where my bra strap would normally be if I hadn't moved up the thin band already. It was terrifying and exhilarating, that touch, and it confused every cell in my body. "Here is going to feel like a cat scratching sunburn." "Pleasant," I gritted out. He laughed at me as he pulled the sheet of paper away from my body. "I do have to warn you though, these are addicting. Once you get one, you'll be a frequent customer of mine." = = = = A short story about love, surrender, tattoos, and inner demons.Concluída
I never understood what made your lips on my neck such an intimate affair, until your teeth grazed against my pulse and I realized... You could tear open my throat and make me bleed out in your arms, but instead... You chose to kiss.
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