#pleaesure

Shinedown ‘Attention Attention’ starters

      ❝      Fascinating. I love getting lectured by some asshole in too-tight latex and a feather-boa. Very serious about that, really glad I don’t have to go to therapy anymore.     ❞      He scoffs, crossing his arms over his chest.     ❝     Didn’t know they were letting clowns graduate with doctorates these days.     ❞     A giggle escapes from his too-tight botox simper. God dammit, who let him be this funny?     

💧 wipe away rocky’s tears

                                    handyman has lost his entertainment, rocky hidden within the walls of the castle, careful to keep a distance from the sounds of the living. he sits, as he often does, in silence, his back is to his creator, unaware. gaze distant as he watches rain through the window with more than some curiosity, some longing sadness clinched deep within heart so lovingly gifted to him. does some part of him remember the rain ? fat droplets against his face, cool water running down his arms. how easily thy adam could hold the world upon his shoulders. he is quick to flinch when gloved hands graze tanned skin, ( for who would not flinch when touched by a god ! ) fingers brush face of sculpted marble just below gemstone eyes, like collecting raindrops. he clings to small comforts. tilts face further into creator’s touch, lashes meet cheek as eyes fall closed, rocky finds home in the gentle caress, lips grace palm with a tenderness perhaps unexpected of muscleman. he knows not to express the horrors he has been forced to endure. so he remains in silence, wraps arms around lover, tugs him close, presses face to corset and holds himself there, only for a moment, before melancholy eyes turn upwards, fragile smile twitches at the corner of his lips, and hopes the good doctor can translate his expression. thank you, i love you.