she’s on the dark side…neutralize every man in sight…”

he never thought—not for a second—that he’d ever know love in this way. one so ceaseless. sweet as much as it is disgusting, even. sickly saccharine how he looks at you, insanely believing you to be a heaven-sent angel bestowed upon him.

your reciprocal just as devoted in the way you look at him—halo glistening, eyes alluring and dark with a sparkle only he can catch.

the way you’ll reach elbow-deep in the guts of a cow, and flesh out its heart. you’d even do the same to jackson if he’d let you, and he would, of course…as he’d happily be rendered docile as long as it’s by your doing.

and with that same hand you work an axe so well. and with those same fingers run your plush touch on the nape of his neck so warmly. or gesture a shh with, when you both know you’ve got the victim right where you want it.

you’ve got him right where you want him, and so does he. equally devoted, equally filthy and in love. so far gone, the two of you.