Spiral

There’s this human, a human with so much to give for, a human with a big heart, but yet jaded, cynical, and numb. How does this happen to people? Distrust, broken love, and manipulative external forces. I see that outer shell that he portrays, the wall shielding his heart, intimacy, and love towards others. 

It’s Friday, sun dawning towards the horizon, we head towards the graveyard to smoke a bowl. We get deeper and deeper into the depths of the graveyard, we find a lush spot under a willow tree. We light the bowl, smoke spiraling into the atmosphere, creating swirls of clouds, that seem to make the sky darker. A cool breeze fills the air, goosebumps rise upon my skin, there he is glimmering under the moonlight,  he looks at me with a smile, a genuine smile I haven't seen in awhile. He offers me to wear his plaid, I gladly take it wrapping my body in it. Eventually the bowl is cashed and there we are alone, in a place where a thousand souls used to be held. I get closer to him, my hand gently caresses his leg, my hand stops towards the top of his thigh. He noticies my intention, his hand slowly tracing my arm, following down to my ribcage. I feel a shiver through my body, I look towards him with a fiery gaze, leaning in I kiss him on the lips, following down to neck, ending it with a soft bite.

I can feel his heartbeat grow faster, we both gaze at each other , and fully embrace.

His lips like pillows against my wanting mouth, I lay him down, sitting on top of him, I whisper in his ear “Are you scared?”, in a gasped breath he says “No.” I grab his face and kiss him with a passion that makes him tremble. I kiss down his neck slowly, biting his collar bones, I slowly unbutton his shirt with my teeth, one by one, I continue to kiss down his stomach, biting right under his ribcage. I can feel his heartbeat, his breathing getting heavier, I stop to gaze into his eyes, I slowly graze my lips against his, biting his bottom lip. As I’m sitting on top of him I can feel him getting harder and harder, I start to slowly move my hips against him. My hands trace down his ribcage, to his hips, down to where his pants are. I slowly unbutton them, pulling them down, leaving him in his boxers. I tease him by grazing his inner thigh, grinding on him, making him want to be inside of me. 

He takes me and flips me over so he’s on top, he takes off my shirt exposes my breasts, he slowly caresses them, finally getting to the n****e he nibbles softly. I let out a quiet sigh, feeling my wetness, he bites my neck all the way down to my collar bone. I try to muffle my moans but I couldn't help letting them out. He pins my arms down, ripping off my pants, leaving me vulnerable and wanting. He says “ you’re my b***h for now on” tracing my inner thighs, than forcefully grabbing my a*s. I whisper “I am yours master”, this makes him really hard, his dick bulging waiting to enter me. I flip him over, looking into his eye I plead “f**k me”, he grabs me by the throat, and I slowly lower myself onto him. He lets out a gasp, as I rotate my hips, I grab him by the throat and say “make me your f*****g b***h”.