Corrupt You
CW/TAGS: corruption, sexual content, suggestive content, corruption kink, religious, writer x reader, yan x darling, yan x beloved
I sit across from you, gazing at you, knuckle to my jaw.
A sight to behold, you are.
I admire you. I desire you.
You're kind, funny, caring.. and pure.
The very definition of a good 'Christian' boy.
I sit there, talking to you for hours, each time we talk.
You're so charismatic, and always happy.
But I know you, you hide that you've moments of sadness, hurt, and difficulties like everyone else. You're not always happy, that's okay.
You're no angel. That's fine. I will be here when you finally fall, and let all the hurt you hold inside out.
To hold you, to comfort you, to pick you up.
But more than that.
More than anything.
As I sit here, listen to you talk, my mind is filled with an evil.
A desire. A need.
SIN..
To grab you by your waist, to push you onto your back on the couch, and kiss you hard.
To trail my hands under your shirt, and dig my nails into your skin dragging them down to your hips.
As I lift your hips to mine, and lift your legs over my hips, grinding against you slowly.
Desecrating your never touched body.
To have the honor of ravaging you.
To be your, first kiss.
To be your, first experience.
To corrupt you.
Corrupt you.