Light

Apr 05, 2005 11:29

Totally made up, of course! This is for you two. From me. Thank you more than I can say... *hugs*

He is bathed in a glow of bright sunlight. Your stomach turns over in anticipation as you stand by the car waiting for him. He looks as dapper as ever. That look on his face, the look that means that you will be wearing his marks again.

Right now you are unmarked; a blank canvass once more, his to hurt, to mark. To own.
He's closer now and still you remain motionless, aware of the plug in your arse, gently vibrating, aware of the ring that encases your flesh, flesh that is already throbbing in anticipation.

Now you can smell him. His scent calls out to you; you could touch him but still you wait. It is not your time yet.
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