He pulls me towards him with gentle force. He spins me around and I’m caught willingly between his kiss and the wall. I’m lifted from the ground, not afraid to fall.
I feel his hot breath on my neck. No words are spoken. As I moan in his ear he understands what I have said: I will help you forget. Every part of him touches me. I bite my lip as I claw his skin. I’m letting go.
Driven by the need to consume his anguish I match his strength with my tenderness until neither of are aching any longer.
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