#rated18

My thoughts are consumed with devouring you, like a beast maddened by hunger—pulse racing with every touch, breath hitching at your aching sound. My mouth waters with a tang of burning desire and sweet corruption clinging to my tongue. Fangs bared. Famished. Ready to ravish.

Your naked body was like an offering to a beast that had taken a slow-acting psychedelic—penetrating not my body but my soul—revealing all my sinful impurities in ways I never thought possible. And then came your scent, like a burning field of poppies—sweet, smoky, and intoxicating. The scorched sweetness crawled into my lungs; a terrifying euphoria took root in my veins, poisoning my blood with every drag.

I want to feast on your warm body beneath me—your warmth seeping into mine, beat pulsing like a ticking bomb that explodes with every possessive grip at the crook of your neck. Gnawing into your soft, porcelain skin was a dream I live to relive—tasting the faint saltiness mingled with a flavor that is uniquely yours—delicate yet defiant beneath my bite. And then tear through you like a monster devouring flesh—the sound of cracking your bones filling the air, mingling with your irresistible cries—as I save your heart like it's my most delicious prize.

The very thought of you sprawled in my bed, like a virgin maiden on bloodstained silk, drives me mad—flooding me with an ecstasy I’ve never known. It’s addicting—a craving for a deadly sin I can’t undo, a hunger that rewrote the pleasure I once knew.