what's wrong? you can't take it? you want me to stop? but sweetheart, i want to keep going. i want to hear your panicked little noises. i want to hear your frantic begging and pleading. i want to hear you say sorry without knowing what for. i want to see how much you fight and struggle and thrash around, just from my touch alone.
you'll do anything, you say?
then be good and take it for me.













