Kinky Thoughts

Beneath the Surface

What goes on beneath the surface? At the top, in the shallow end, there is politeness. There is checking in. There is a way about us that seems pleasant and unassuming.

But beneath the surface, there is something else altogether. There is an energy that will consume us. I am the prey, and you are set on devouring me. I feel it just underneath the pleasantries of the day.

You may want to chase me, but I do not want to run. I want to be caught up in your aggression. I want to be taken and consumed. I want the marks to prove that I am worth marking, I am worth owning.

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