currently obsessed with: sam worthington and mars (tdrama)
Strong bones in writhing pleasure the shame of it all fuels their ambitions. lesions of guilt are washed away by a single electric stroke and a far away whisper that trembles the muscles causing all to collapse. One will rise and take over then cool and hot collide and melt the solid safe places. The corners exposed in the light and flesh upon flesh will exhale and release the clutched sword and pace back to the solid safe places and the corners retreat. the shame is done the lesions splayed out and numbness is rippled. nothing else is known.
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