Shoot one up. And share the needle. Tie down his arm, feel your cock getting ripe with blood when you see his face contorted with the pleasure of the needle puncturing his vein. Repeat until everything feels smaller than your very own presence. Shoot enough, and you’ll feel God. Shoot enough and you’ll forget you’re fucking the one who destroyed your love for the wretched lover. Spin high and catch his broken pieces. Shoot enough until you get in a frenzy and forget about the tenderness the broken man should receive from you.
Fuck them both.
Let their bites marr your skin, battle wounds from a lost battle.