Popular Post br**** Posted August 23 Popular Post **Trigger Warning** - Reason: Knife Play The mouse: I taunt, I tease, I run my mouth because I want the consequence. I want the sharp kiss of the blade when I push too far. I want your hand stealing my breath the moment I laugh at your control. I want the game where I fight, scratch, resist—until you break me open and take what I swore I’d never give. I’m not meant to behave. I’m meant to be hunted, punished, devoured. I whimper when the blade drags across my skin, tremble when your hand steals my breath. Every emotion betrays me—***, defiance, desire—all written on my face for you to devour. I fight because I want to be overpowered. I resist because I need to be broken. I’m not a good girl, I’m your prey… and prey was made to be ruined The hunter: I live for the way you whimper when steel kisses your skin, the way your body betrays you with every shiver. You tremble, you thrash, you bare your fangs—yet your face gives you away. Every flicker of ***, every surge of want, it’s all mine to consume. I don’t want your obedience, I want your ruin. I’ll carve desire into your terror, press the air from your lungs until the only thing left is surrender. You were never meant to escape—only to be caught, broken, and kept.
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