Lycanthrope I want to wear a wolfs raw pelt, that wet rank rug - TopicsExpress



          

Lycanthrope I want to wear a wolfs raw pelt, that wet rank rug that closes warm around me, roots rankling until the bond is permanent. Natural. I want to look out through those red rims, blinking until black lashes join and both sets of vision close together. I want to tear into your flesh, lover, trail your salt like slaver from my sharp jaws, my gleaming belly pressed against your breast. Look at the brown hairs sprouting from your tender genitals, running up from the root, robing your flesh in the form of something older, sub-human or other-than, a predatory appetite smooth culture masked. I want our tongues to be bloodied together. I want our ravenous whelp to ravage the earth.
Posted on: Thu, 11 Jul 2013 14:39:56 +0000

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