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cause you’re better off dead than some kind of stranger

happy pride

can you imagine?

the feeling of having sex with someone you don’t love

impersonal limbs wrapped around each other

soaking in sweat you’ve never met before

your mouth invaded by an unfamiliar tongue

your saliva mingling with the unknown

for me, i much prefer the sensation of the loved

my arm wrapped under him, my hand curling around his neck

his hand deep in my hair, pulling all at once

a kiss here, a kiss there

we feel melded as one

there is no fault to those who seek pleasure in strangers

but my love and i will open each others’ portals and travel through each other

until we are one

one shining, sweating pile of flesh