RoTM 1.83.3 -- Fetish
You ever been bitten? I'm not talking like by a dog or a snake or even one of those little playful nips some people like to give when they're testing your tolerance for pain. I mean bitten. Teeth sinking in, blood flowing out, connected on a level you haven't ever dreamed two people could be. I've got scars running across my wrists and my neck and other places, too. I can touch them, remember how I got them, and suddenly I'm like a kid hitting puberty for the first time again. Didn't even have to have sex, and if he took enough, I wasn't gonna last long enough to manage it anyway.
It got better. The control I mean, holding out until I wasn't just a buffet, but it could be something more, but in the beginning anything more meant having to wait for round two. Just the touch of teeth will do it to me now, make me want with an ache I can't explain if you haven't felt it. Thing is, no one else can do it just right. Zach tried, but it never was enough. He was giving too much, you know, and not taking.
I'm not sure if that's a fetish or a dysfunction, but I know it's something I need to get over if things are ever gonna work with Lee anyone else.
It got better. The control I mean, holding out until I wasn't just a buffet, but it could be something more, but in the beginning anything more meant having to wait for round two. Just the touch of teeth will do it to me now, make me want with an ache I can't explain if you haven't felt it. Thing is, no one else can do it just right. Zach tried, but it never was enough. He was giving too much, you know, and not taking.
I'm not sure if that's a fetish or a dysfunction, but I know it's something I need to get over if things are ever gonna work with Lee anyone else.