A Loving Dissection

When you’re close do you feel my power?

like warm sun's rays, or the chill of shade

People like you deserve to be under my boot

One last time I shall lock eyes with you and bless you with a smile, as I force my blade right past your ribs.

Oh dear, you are so far beneath me. And you like it that way, don’t you? 

You look ravishing like this, little prince. Bound and helpless before me, your silken finery torn and your flesh laid bare. In time, you will give me all that I wish and more. It will be hours yet before they discover you are missing. Let’s enjoy ourselves until then, hm?

You fall apart so beautifully, darling. It makes me want to ruin you.

You make the most lovely sounds while I’m dragging my teeth down your neck. No one else is allowed to be this close to you.

I’ll sink my claws so far into you, you won’t be sure where they end and you begin.

i hear you pacing around me, the air heavy with your satisfaction as every inch of my being cowers. i hear you stop, and i hear my heart begin. this is elation. this is control. i have never felt more in love.

Drink the wine and resign yourself to me.

I'll write poetry on your back with my claws. Scrolling from the base of your neck to your tailbone, I'll convey your beauty as best I can in written word. I'll leave crimson stains instead of ink, and I'll pull away strips of your skin instead of paper. I'll spell out every lovely petname you've ever called me on your throat with my tongue, and I'll leave bite marks in the shape of hearts. I'm going to carve my adoration into you letter by letter while listening to your ecstasy, my little fawn.

I want to pin you down like a butterfly on display; tie your arms above your head so I can eat you alive with my gaze. My sharp nails trailing down the soft skin on your sides, teasing you, but not piercing you yet. You are mine. My doll, my pet, and I own you. I will take my blade and push the tip of the cool steel into your body, see you quiver as you feel me cut my lines and curves; claiming you with my name. I will carve this into you over, and over, and over again. Until there’s no space left on your beautiful canvas. Only then will I push the blade into your chest, twisting it as I listen to your angelic screams. I will make your heart bleed like my heart bleeds for you, my love.