Sweet Child O’ Mine (by Fatal Syndrome)
Seduction… *is* Fatal It can be hard to seduce him, my Sir, because when he wants me, he has me. There is no tease and denial in our relationship, no… Read more »
Seduction… *is* Fatal It can be hard to seduce him, my Sir, because when he wants me, he has me. There is no tease and denial in our relationship, no… Read more »
Shatterproof, I am not. I am melancholy. Restless. Unfocused. I crave the heat of physical touch but am burned to ash by emotional connection. I am a tempered, crackled pane,… Read more »
It’s the slow stroke of midnight at 4:00am, The burn . . . . . The plea . . . . . . . . . . . . The… Read more »
Slick evidence of my earlier orgasm coats the pale snow and night-black lace of my inner thighs; the pearlescent glimmer on stockinged skin mirrors the sparks in your eyes. I hold your… Read more »