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More than skin

This is my first time writing something from my lovers point of view : )

Im drunk on knowing she will
the smell of her skin like the spins
Whatever i can be
She can take me
I own her in every moment
Not just when she bows to me
Not just when she follows the lead
All she needs she finds on knees
Waiting
All she wants she finds beneath me
I am all the places she has ever called home
She is not a girl you knock for
When i come for her
I rip the fucking hinges off the door
I know without doubt that i could break her
Hold the pieces to the light...like stained glass
And see myself when i made her
I bring the fear she needs
The fear that binds her to me
The fear she needs to come alive
The fear inside everytime i force her to look me in my eyes
She loves the feel of me
Especially when i fuck her mind
My words burn like fire inside her
Shes shivering
Im drawing blood
I write my name
While shes screaming fuck me harder
She is built for a savage
Obeying me she forgives
But there is no need
Because she only ever needed me
She needs to obey
She needs to obey
She is the goddess then
I see
Only on her knees
Most valued possession
The only thing i own
Is a mind
Is a soul she carved for me
A dirty whore
Its the lipstick she puts on so i can fuck it up
Its the way she raises hips to meet mine
Its her desperate moans that beg for more
Like words never have before
This is what hunger looks like
 The way she only cums when i make her
bruises coloring where i break her
It paints the map of the places i take control
 i free her...
From thoughts that caged her
From Ideas that caged her
From shame that caged her
She always begs me please
Untill I choke her with the key
I force her pretty mouth to submit
Tasting me she learns what starving means
I give her
What shes afraid to ask for
Wrapping fingers in her hair
I pull
This is how i make music out of her
I fill her...to her brim
With reasons she'll never belong to anyone but me
All i want to see is her just in her skin
Marked with trust
Marked as slut
She always lets me in
No limits dress her down
Past the mask she wore before
Before i pushed her to the floor
My favorite game... exposing more
Looking like a queen while fucking like a whore
Either way i am king
They would never know how to touch her
They would never know how to tease her
Their minds playing catch up
While her dress heads for the floor
Shes playing dumb for them
Only i know that shes soaking
innocence thats paper thin
I see her light shining through it
I see a her no one will ever know
Because i own more than her skin
Written by necromantic23
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