Katchzen : Writing

Knife Play

Knife Play

A Story by Katchzen


Hands caressing skin, tracing patterns, drawing lines as teeth bite down on the tender flesh where shoulder meets neck and show no mercy there, leavin..
Intimate Death

Intimate Death

A Poem by Katchzen


Another one of my death-scene poems. ^^ Title by Flowing Words.
Tenderness

Tenderness

A Story by Katchzen


A morning-after moment.
The Whip

The Whip

A Poem by Katchzen


This is the most daring thing I've written so far. First of three, though they don't need to be read in order. This goes with The Knife and The Cuffs.
The Knife

The Knife

A Poem by Katchzen


Written to go with The Whip and Cuffs, seeing as there's kind of a theme here. ^-^
The Cuffs

The Cuffs

A Poem by Katchzen


You hold me back, hold me still, bind my soul and bind my will. This goes with The Knife and The Whip. Kind of a theme here.
A Letter

A Letter

A Story by Katchzen


For "Priest", a friend of mine (who is not actually a priest). This is the most explicit thing I've ever written.
Replicated Memories

Replicated Memories

A Poem by Katchzen


Or: On Being Left
For Priest

For Priest

A Poem by Katchzen


Written for a friend of mine (who is very much not an actual priest, by the way).
A Different Kind of Masochism

A Different Kind of Masochism

A Poem by Katchzen


I wake to the bruises you leave on my soul, invisible scars that bleed when I breathe, and I have to remember how to hold myself together after yo..