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Had to get this out before the weekend. It's all made up, of course, but you knew that already. For the people in my life who make it all seem less grim. Thank you...
The storm has finally abated.
You are lying, naked, bleeding, come dripping out of an arse that will be sore for days. His initials are carved into your flesh; the sting of it bringing tears to your already swollen eyes. He sits surveying you, smoking a cigarette, as pristine as if he’d just stepped outside the door.
You crawl, slowly, desperate for reassurance. To know that he won’t cast you adrift forever. Inch by painful inch, you make your way to his side, you rest your perspiring face on his knee, whimpering slightly when you realise you have soiled the fabric.
He smiles gently at you. Running his fingers through damp hair. Leans down and ghosts a soft kiss to trembling lips. A stark contrast to the savagery of earlier.
Forgiven. Loved. Owned.
The storm has finally abated.
You are lying, naked, bleeding, come dripping out of an arse that will be sore for days. His initials are carved into your flesh; the sting of it bringing tears to your already swollen eyes. He sits surveying you, smoking a cigarette, as pristine as if he’d just stepped outside the door.
You crawl, slowly, desperate for reassurance. To know that he won’t cast you adrift forever. Inch by painful inch, you make your way to his side, you rest your perspiring face on his knee, whimpering slightly when you realise you have soiled the fabric.
He smiles gently at you. Running his fingers through damp hair. Leans down and ghosts a soft kiss to trembling lips. A stark contrast to the savagery of earlier.
Forgiven. Loved. Owned.