kebabmad

Happy Valentine's day  (snippet from the oracle, TW///Cannibalism)
          	
          	The way she was looking at me was making me sick. Her big blue eyes, outlined by dark make up and false eyelashes. Her straight nose and thick lips that looked as if she wanted to blow a kiss at me. 
          	
          	Completely naked on a magazine, waiting for me to do something. Take my trousers off, my underwear too. Pitying me— “another teenage boy”— but I’m not “ another teenage boy”. She was repulsing, grotesque. She was the feeling of raw meat in between your teeth. The gelatinous and tender feel of fibers getting crushed between your ivories. Saliva was gurgling between my lips—I was hungry for more.
          	
          	The more I looked at her, the more her body morphed into the one of a male’s. One tainted in scars, but with the pureness of a saint. One that was imperfect in it’s proportions, but looked perfect in my eyes. The body of the Messiah, the purest human on earth—Elijah.
          	
          	I didn’t feel uncomfortable with him in front of me. With his body exposed, I loved every inch of it. The more I fed off of his body, the more I couldn’t satisfy myself with it. 
          	
          	I was getting impatient, I needed to dig my teeth in his skin and devour what was between them. Savour every part of his flesh until I was satisfied. I needed to make him a part of me, and love was the only thing that could express and satisfy this primordial need.
          	
          	"LOVE IS JUST A WAY TO SATISFY YOUR PRIMORDIAL NEED TO DEVOUR"

kebabmad

Happy Valentine's day  (snippet from the oracle, TW///Cannibalism)
          
          The way she was looking at me was making me sick. Her big blue eyes, outlined by dark make up and false eyelashes. Her straight nose and thick lips that looked as if she wanted to blow a kiss at me. 
          
          Completely naked on a magazine, waiting for me to do something. Take my trousers off, my underwear too. Pitying me— “another teenage boy”— but I’m not “ another teenage boy”. She was repulsing, grotesque. She was the feeling of raw meat in between your teeth. The gelatinous and tender feel of fibers getting crushed between your ivories. Saliva was gurgling between my lips—I was hungry for more.
          
          The more I looked at her, the more her body morphed into the one of a male’s. One tainted in scars, but with the pureness of a saint. One that was imperfect in it’s proportions, but looked perfect in my eyes. The body of the Messiah, the purest human on earth—Elijah.
          
          I didn’t feel uncomfortable with him in front of me. With his body exposed, I loved every inch of it. The more I fed off of his body, the more I couldn’t satisfy myself with it. 
          
          I was getting impatient, I needed to dig my teeth in his skin and devour what was between them. Savour every part of his flesh until I was satisfied. I needed to make him a part of me, and love was the only thing that could express and satisfy this primordial need.
          
          "LOVE IS JUST A WAY TO SATISFY YOUR PRIMORDIAL NEED TO DEVOUR"

kebabmad

“I tucked in the blanket I had put on his body before. A small blanket I used to use as a child when I would hide from my dad. It had colorful pattern on it and I distinctly remember I used to trace those pattern with my fingers as I tried to understand every shape that made up the design of the blanket. 
          
          It brought some sense of comfort knowing that the person I trusted the most was snuggling in the same blanket I used to love as a kid. 
          
          My arm reached out to touch Elijah’s face; my fingers where slowly caressing his cheek, feeling the smoothness of it. I kept my hand there for a few minutes before moving my head closer to his face. 
          
          I nuzzled my nose against his cheek. My face then moved on to the space between his face and neck. I snuggled my face closer to his neck,relaxing for a second, before letting go. I caressed his cheek once again before getting up and walking towards the exit of my room. ”
          
          (Snippet I wrote for fun. It's from the POV of Jamie, the protagonist.)