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Blind Not Oblivious

JoshMaximumSimonek

LECTURES 539
Votes 45
Chapitres 6
Durée 16m

LECTURES 539
Votes 45
Chapitres 6
Durée 16m

JoshMaximumSimonek

Loses everything. Colors. Textures. The ability to morph the air with his lips. All for a curse. Something he never would have asked for.  sightsmellsoundtouchtastefirebloodgutsbodiestearsscreamsloveloss



For the first time in a long while, Elliot Imarie was not calmTous Droits Réservés

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"What are you thinking?" I asked before I could stop myself. He didn't reply immediately. His lips slowly curled into a smirk. "Are you sure you want to know?" He then asked. I bit my lip. Did I want to know? Come on, be brave. Just this once. I lifted my chin. "Yes." There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It made me strangely proud to have impressed him with my daring. He leant forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "I was thinking about taking you over my knee." He spoke slowly, each word perfectly understandable. "I was imagining what it would feel like to hold your small body over my lap and give you a firm spanking. Just in the right way to make you feel owned and loved and cared for." - updates every wednesday and saturday - *the full book is already available on Patreon* (it's not necessary to have read part one, but it's more fun that way :)

Cold Water, écrit par MyEyesAreCircles

He no longer felt the water surrounding him. He didn't register his own heartbeat. He didn't really feel as if he was anywhere at all. ~~~ One act and the aftermath it leaves behind when everyone wishes they hadn't hoped to see something more exciting...

Idris, écrit par rudefuck

Because what killed him only made him bitter. {CURRENTLY EDITING SLOWLY} All rights reserved.

Letters To Him |Photograph|, écrit par bri6396

What happens when everything you knew is ripped ruthlessly from your grasp. When you get the chance to pursue the one thing youve always wanted and everyone hates you for the choice. When you get the thin youve always wanted and everything else falls apart around you simply because you finally got what youve always wanted. When he disappears because all he wants is to be with you but his family doesnt agree. When you cant speak to him because you never know when youll see him again. when the only thing you have is a picture. A simple photograph. A black and white picture to make it better. Those eyes. Those lips. The tone in his voice when he spoke to you, or positively about you. A photograph that is fading that you cant do anything about. When all you want is to hold him in your arms and run your fingers through his hair. When all you want is to hold him and tell him that everything will be okay. what do you do then? ========================================================

𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋, écrit par User123_lala

𝑾𝑨𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑩𝒀 𝑨𝑵 𝑨𝑵𝑮𝑬𝑳 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐎 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐊𝐄𝐑 doesn't open up to anyone. He doesn't like to speak or get comfortable with people. But he wants to love. He wants someone who will look at him and only him. To touch him and only him. A mommy to care for him and to love. To give him his sinful desires that his angel self needed. Never believed that someone would love someone like him. But when his sister's best friend comes one day he immediately falls for her kindness. 𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 cold but outgoing. She smiles through the pain. She's given many tries at love but never succeeded. She always thought the universe was telling her she wasn't meant for love. She was the devil. She's killed. She's not even close to an angel. She was a dominant looking for someone to love. Yet she doesn't look like a very appealing person to talk to. Tattoos covered her body and tall with resting bitch faces. But her best friend's little brother seemed to be attracted to her. She was the devil. He was an angel. It was so sinful. But he wanted it. She was 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒃𝒚 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍 (𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝)

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Why Me? (GxG)✅, écrit par _amaarah_

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"What are you thinking?" I asked before I could stop myself. He didn't reply immediately. His lips slowly curled into a smirk. "Are you sure you want to know?" He then asked. I bit my lip. Did I want to know? Come on, be brave. Just this once. I lifted my chin. "Yes." There was a hint of surprise in his eyes. It made me strangely proud to have impressed him with my daring. He leant forward and rested his elbows on his knees. "I was thinking about taking you over my knee." He spoke slowly, each word perfectly understandable. "I was imagining what it would feel like to hold your small body over my lap and give you a firm spanking. Just in the right way to make you feel owned and loved and cared for." - updates every wednesday and saturday - the full book is already available on Patreon (it's not necessary to have read part one, but it's more fun that way :)