#primal play

I was in Paris once.

I took the tram way and I caught a scent. It was sweet, tender but also violent. It attracted me instantly. I stood up and looked around searching for this scent. Then I found it. A blonde girl maybe 5’4 with dark green eyes, she was staring directly at me. This was our first moment together. My nose filled with her sweet perfume and our eyes locked together. I wanted to consume her.

She looked away as if nothing had happened, nothing had happened. Yet.

I sat down next to her in the tram and just enjoyed her scent as much as I could. She had fake nails and kept typing on her phone, I didn’t like that.

She got off 2 stops after.

I got off 1 stop after her and back tracked, someone with a scent like that can’t go far.

I only meant to follow her for a few minutes.

She kept looking back. That was our second moment together. The chase. She loved it.

I walked closer and closer to her, We turned down a quiet street, she ended up stopping completely. I had to. There was no one. I had to.

Grabbed her neck from behind and shoved her to the nearest wall, she hit the ground hard. I heard a sound, but all I could think about was her dripping wet cunt. Kicked her twice then grabbed her hair to see her face. Those green eyes how can I forget them.

I started caressing her and giving her head pats. She thoroughly enjoyed it. Our third moment together.

I left her there without touching her further but gave her my instagram.

3 days later she messages me.

We plan to meet up.

We meet up.

She’s crying already and dripping wet telling me how sorry she is how stupid she is and how horny she is. We hug and I kiss her forehead but I don’t understand.

We go to a park and she’s calmed down. She pulls mephedrone out her pocket and we start doing lines. I am mostly non verbal focusing on her skin, veins, hair, eyes, her scent. we end up going to a rave.