Open RP Post

[wuzzafuzzle]

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hey, jack c:

[essentiality]

hey boo c:

[cicatrize]

[ He wanted to push him out, drag him kicking and screaming and pleading out of him like a panicked animal and shove him as far away from him and this toxic life and all the things that'll poison that perfect, carefree soul, but it's an addiction. As sickly and warped and wrong as he is, Colin touched him like he's the prince he wishes he was. Like he's something divine and treasured and it's the only time he's ever known something like that since birth. Not from Silas, not from Rose, not even from Michelle, for all her care she gives him. No one, and it's lethally addictive.

His hips roll, meeting every sinking thrust of Colin's cock deep inside him, and he wished that healing feeling would hold and stay with him and give him the strength he needs. But he knows, when he leaves and the world starts to turn again, it'll cool and dissipate. It'll be him and the monsters and shadows that follow him. Colin will be worlds away and it'll be better for him. Safer.

But for now, for now he's basking in it. Knowing he'll be telling him before he leaves that it's the last time, and maybe, maybe, it really will be. So he treats it like it is, with nails dragging over the soft skin of his back and torso arching up to slide against his firm, solid chest. He wonders what he's done that God dangles this in front of him and tells him he can't have it. That he has to look but not keep. He wonders what sin stains him that he has to endure this torture.

But while he can touch, he will, and he'll gasp and writhe and plead for the perfection of it. Lips press desperate against his, like he wants to drink him in and never let him go, and he knows Colin would allow it. He knows he would and that brings a whole new ache to him. Ecstacy echoes all through his body with each time Colin's cock drives into him and drags out - a world of perfect sensation and heat building unbearably sweet in him. A stuttered cry leaves him and he shakes all over, pushing back greedily and wanting more - always more for his starved soul. ]