julez

a strong hand and a soft man that can slap and will take everything away from you selfishly. every piece of your flesh down to the abstraction of your soul, deep within any vein. you're his. he nibbles, he sniffs and most of all he adores. kisses, bites— eats.

eats you bit by bit until there's none of you because no one else deserves to have you. he's greedy. he hides you away, he's never mean but he likes to control. the way you dress, the way you talk and how you stand. it's not excruciating, it's devotion. it's a diligent care that no one but a mad man could give. obsessive and repulsive— all his.

your skin, your moles and the tears that fall of your eyes when you weep for him to let go, how could he ever?

you are him. and he is you and there's nothing in this earth that might change that. no eyes or hands may ever touch you after him, you may never know any other contact and 'it's better this way', he says.

you don't believe at first, you fight, scratch and try to understand him. he was never mean, but you could never leave, even when you were still friends he owned you, guarded you. he meditated every step into you with demented care. it was cute, endearing. coming from him everything was and honestly you could never deny him.

you fell into the dragons lair, as a stone, shiny. a thing to care for, a beautiful thing to capture.

you grew comfortable, warm, loved. until he pet you in a way you didn't love and you attacked. over and over, you tried to escape. but then again the way his strong hands wrapped around you–

velvet voice hugging every inch of your soul and the adoration with which his eyes glowed made you docile and you fell. you crawled into his arms and became one with him.

what you were always meant to be, how things should be. ♡