Friday, April 26, 2013

Spite

I wanted him to watch so I left the door open.  Here I was with another and all I could think about was his following my every move.  I could feel the heat of want and anger tracing my skin and smiled knowing it would only burn more.  I was wet with power and soon turned my attention to the buckle before me.  I freed the burden it held captive and swallowed a foreign length whole just to prove I could.  As I worked magic with my tongue I turned with a destructive smile and found my watchers eyes.


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