thinkivykink asked: Jeez. Sorry you find my thought process "annoying".
How? I do what I please, it is your complementary desire, your burning empurpling need, that draws the throbbing beast from its cave. The secret need, the dirty leering glance that nobody sees, the moment of panting heaving moans, your innermost itch, it burns you and its heat enters Me, finding its fingering swollen match, lit and burning down to the pile of gunpowder. Tiny thing, your beating...
If your walls could speak, Would they talk about us and the things that we’ve done, As silently they witnessed? Would they tell of how you anxiously shove me Face up against them, as soon as I step through your door, Your left hand gripping my neck firmly, the right dropping my defenses to my ankles, Fingers exploring, soaking in my delight? Would they express how you make me writhe and...
The Marquis de Casanova
If it is the dirty element that gives pleasure to the act of lust, then the dirtier it is, the more pleasurable it is bound to be. ~ Marquis de Sade
They went with songs to the battle, they were young. Straight of limb, true of...– The Ode of Remembrance- Laurence Binyon (via red-rach)