❛❛ oh yes , i remember that very well . i still have them , you know — the rubies . such a beautiful shade of red . ❜❜ pressed into breast pocket they glint sightlessly like blood , little beaded droplets glittering almost spectrally , blue and pink and red . encased to roll between finger and thumb , to watch the inner liquid succumb to gravity the singular bubble wandering a crack into the shell . magnificent . he’d stem all wounds with them , if he could , the perfect capping of artery how viscous gore would ooze around them , abhorrently engorged , to almost exhale relief as pulsing flow pushed them forth into the vein . ❛❛ i’ve never seen anything like it . ❜❜
his mouth dries , then , watches as lilith her fingers snake over him , choking and choking . galleon heart glows to blaze the tubes of his guts , but it isn’t sweet . it’s carnal , repulsive ; shameful in his basal desire how constitution bends with naught but the teasing coax of her nails ( a promise and he swears his own how he’ll make her keep it ) . wants to eat her whole , as he leans into her . elbow - to - elbow and it’s the most of innocent touches they’ll ever share , cursed in their bloodlust how they seek penitence in raw and weeping flagellation , made to bless the vertebrae [ “ open yourself up to me , or i’ll do it for you “ , as on the clementia . the fetid and ritualistic breath of her name as he had spoke it ; “ i know every ugly thing about you , baby — every bloated corpse , i’ve seen it “ ] . a ceremonial blade fitting how plasma would slip into the sweeping grooves , bursting tiny slivers of gold . he’d tear her limb from perfect limb just to hear her scream for it ; force her against the headboard and rut her into the wall , the mattress , anywhere . tear open the rotting ribcage and smatter the sheets with her blood . blue and pink and red .
strangers indeed . lip quirks a grin , though it’s insipid . dead behind the eyes .
❛❛ that bullet was made of gold — i wasn’t about to go leaving it inside of you . that would have been more than you deserved . ❜❜
treachery is their language , intimate how every shadow , every bait and trap tears straight from the torso a fat and bloody maw . stripping away and away until only bones remain , and even then teeth crack to suck away at the marrow . every last piece an inevitable , filthy part of the other ( and they cannot be anything but this ) . he’s half listening , tongue bitten to copper inside his mouth as mechanik limb slips around her waist , and he whispers — a horrible contiguity of hatred dripping toxic nectar from metal teeth . searing and loathsome , unnatural lingering adoration . ❛❛ it doesn’t surprise me that you know them . you’ll open your legs for anybody . ❜❜
❛❛ why do you think i wanted them? practically crystallized blood, are they not? but of course.. i’m the bad guy when i steal them. you can take whatever you want. ❜❜ vicious cycle, bloated tongues purple from maggots and rot. soft, dark spots ripening on flesh; marbling like fruit. gone bad, too many hands squeezing and touching, everyone else’s hands inside of her. bruise me, break me.
she’d bleed out, stain diamonds crimson to be freed from this. fruity ripe flesh, she is. forcing her way into people’s mouths and begging to be devoured. the demand to be harmed, jamming fingers into fresh scabs and peeling open old scars. an effortless death it would be: bleeding out in his bed, broken limbs and guts splayed out for the world to see. how easy, how romantic. ❛❛ you’re right. i deserve your disgusting, unbecoming body but not that. you can rot inside of me, press yourself deep between my flesh but i’m too corrosive for gold. ❜❜
clustered saliva, body detached. how easy —— how easy it is to fall back. discolouration lining her skin, cracking open her hips to burrow into the rich marrow of her bone. [blood boiling and bubbling from her lips, “open my thighs when you do it. i’m your baby, your feral bitch.” swollen tongue, black and blue. ragged nails pouring into open wounds, nicking at capillaries and arteries alike. “how cute. . . you know the ugly trail i left behind but not the one that made me.”]
❛❛ i’m cheap and filthy —— ❜❜ curled into him, tender & tucked into the curve of his arm, pressed against his chest. illusion of romance, easily mistaken by prying eyes. i want you to tear me apart. poking and prodding, like digging fingers into joints to separate flesh from bone. glittered medusa with a mouth and eyes of tears, wrenched and wrecked joints, tiredness settled in. [bile in her throat, fleshy, bloody and eaten by rats. popping fingers from sockets bent back, terror-filled screeches; some feral wounded animal —— “this is what love is, get used to it.” her neck nearly cracked itself].
mouth fulled with honey, i know what’s important about me. nails grazing the leather of his belt, cheek nuzzled against his chest. ❛❛ ——— but you want me anyways. you like me like that. you want me impure and debauched. i’m your used bitch. you’ve taken so much from me. my agency, my legacy ——— my revenge. but yet, you know exactly what you’ll find between my thighs tonight. and i’ll give it to you. every fucking disgusting part of me, all my overripe organs and spoiled blood. you want me festering and sour? you want my open thighs and wounds? take it. ❜❜
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