Jun 02, 2009 23:34
I have always preferred to be the one who penetrates.
When the tender flesh pierces and the fluid comes out of the gaping hole. How it stains the ground below, my fingertips and my hair.
The spicy scent and the sight of battered bodies underneath excites me.
The length I employ does no matter to the final result or does it, Mr. Four Wings?
The end it's always the same: victory.
(ooc; Cutting the crap out others with sharp objects).
penetration,
a cruel woman,
angel of death,
fetish fuel