Author : lilisan31 Translator : My Sis Witch matsuaurore ♥ Banner : orenjiyellow456 Thanks ♥ Pairing : Ohmiya Genre : Violence, angst, NC-17 Word count : 517 words Summary : "Let me float.. Again and forever.. In the "non-existence" that I translate by my presence."
Note : Hello Everybody ~ This release is special... Very special ~ Because it's for celebrate the Bday of my Sunny! Yup! My wonderful friend, the Amazing, crazy, perverted 801rabu ♥ I have so much things to say but, I'll send you all my thoughts soon ~(-_^) Please enjoy your day! Be a queen today! Love you sooo much ♥ This fic is inspired by a wonderful song TK Ling Tosite Sigure - Unravel Let me know if you like this "Drop" or not ~(-_^) Little devils enjoy too this gift! XOXO ♥
Reddish beads roughly crush on my face, though, they come violently on my skin, they remain surprisingly warm, slowly flowing like a mother's touch. However, I have this straight face, this inhuman look, this coldness in my actions, which denotes fully with the joy I feel.
My actions can’t be explained, or just out of reach for the common man. This desire to have more, always more liquid, more and more red, more and more heat, more and more ...
I wipe my hands roughly against the rough fabric of sheets, but witout any real utility since they are already immaculate with a beautiful burgundy tinge. I almost feel like I have created a canvas on this fabric that was once white.
My body shivers of an indescribable pleasure. The moment I’m living... is so intense. I have my throbbing member in his cotton’s cage, begging for ecstasy! I finally grant it this macabre request. I stand up, overhang this piece of art I have modeled.
My hands just "unravel" the few soaked layers of clothes clinging to my curves, before finally grabbing my excitation. I whistle my pleasure, when my viscous hand touches the inflamed part of my body.
The room seems to spin around me, it’s in this delicious dizziness that I stroke my member quickly. Obscene wet noises resonate against the walls. This so pure liquid’s color in my eyes, allow my hand to slide so easily on my hardness. The sight of my bloody member does not scare me.. on the contrary, I am more than excited.
My fingers slide along my penis, scraping a few times the tip dripping of semen. I liquid can’t hold the moan of pleasure that literally comes from the bottom of my throat. It is so good !
I quickly lose the control, my fingers are almost burning against my tense skin. My eyes finally linger on the form lying on the bed, marred by a magnificent flaming red. This breathtaking beauty has finally cut mine.
I come abundantly in small whitish spurts which, in a mute poetry, fall perfectly on my work, signing it with my love, my passion for this magnificence.
I feel so good .. My body literally floats in serinity. I enjoy fully these moments of euphoria before reality comes to strike me again.
Let me float .. Again and forever .. In the "non-existence" that I translate by my presence.
The pleasure fades slowly while the need becomes grows. I get lost in my desires that always exceed more than reason.
If I'm not like the others .. then who am I?...
I finally drag my satisfied cleaned body out of this room which now brings me no pleasure, but only a feeling of emptiness ..
My phone vibrates slightly in my pocket, I pull it out with apprehension... It’s certainly him ..
"Please, tell me how it works ... Who is inside of me? In this screwed up world, you laugh without seeing anything around you."