I can see it in your eyes, this insatiable hunger for knowledge. You're my brightest patient, that's for sure. Your curiosity is more than just endearing, for example when you pester me to tell you what I'm injecting you with, or why is my grin so wide as you're whining for me to stop. But how could I not smile? The sounds you make are all so beautiful.
I take a scalpel and press the dull end of it against your neck. It's time for your anatomy lesson. Jugular vein, supplying your brain with the blood it needs to survive. One of my favorite parts about you - oh, how I love cutting off that supply just until you're about to pass out, but not quite there. You enjoy having my hands around your neck, I know that much. You won't admit it, but your twitches and dripping tells me all I need to know. External carotid artery, internal carotid artery. Trachea partially enveloped by your thyroid gland. All so crucial for your survival.
You look up at me with those big, terrified eyes. You look the prettiest with pupils dilated from adrenaline. I place my thumb on your bottom lip, and delicately pry your jaw and lips open. I palm myself through my trousers, relishing the sight, before ridding myself of the unnecessary barrier. At the first contact of my tip against your soft lips, I sigh. It never feels any less amazing. You've already learned how much I love when you stick out your tongue just enough to brush the underside. It's likely instinctual at this point, the way you open up so nicely for me and relax your muscles to welcome me inside.
However, I'm quite impatient today. I grab your hair and force you down to take it all the way. Your throat tightens immediately, as if trying to reject the painful intrusion. But you would never reject me, you're so well behaved. Salty tears stream down your abused face as I continue my assault. My love, I won't last long if you continue squeezing me so tight. But I accept that, pulling out just enough to see you open your mouth. I stroke myself until I reach the peak, filling your mouth with my come. You swallow like a good doll, and, almost proudly, show me that you've taken every last drop.
Do you understand now? I really can't help but grin.
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