#just stray things

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You thought you devoured me on that rainy evening as we tangled underneath the shining stars and flickering city lights in that high rise apartment.

Yet you are the one left hollow with aching hunger and thirst for me as a man in the desert lusts for the cool waters. My scent intoxicating and mesmerizing, haunting your memories and my gasps haunting your dreams.

I warned you. I told you. I am a feral beast. And a lethal drug.

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I want the safety I can only find lying beside a dangerous man or woman.

Why do I adore shows like Blacklist and Hannibal? Read romances of mafia bosses and fae royalty? Because to me...morally grey? Is safety. It's still. It's knowing that as long as I am beside those I call my own? Who claim me as theirs? I am...at peace. Safe. Still.

I need a Raymond Reddington.

I need a Hannibal Lecter

I need my mind kept sated.

And my body kept safe.

I need...things to feel..correct.

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I will not apologize for being fang and claw. I will not apologize for the signature I leave carved in your flesh.

Your blood is my price. The offering upon my altar for your pleasure.

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No. I will not tame myself for you.

I will bite. I will thrash. I will devour the very last breath of your lungs and the last tragic quiver of your heart? Will be under my claw.

I never promised you normal. I never promised simple. I am none of those things. I am what I am for when I am. But know this:

What is mine? I cherish. I lavish and adore. I will trace the scars I leave with awe and affection in my gaze. The sacrifices you make to me will always be coveted and appreciated. Your blood upon my tongue as nectar of the gods.

I cannot be quieted with gifts of sweetness and affection. You will need to bring blade and wit. You will need to show me you can survive my own affections.

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I understand all too well the conversation regarding the “person suit” vs “human veil”.

 I do wish someone could see enough of me to offer a glass of wine.

Yes, I have teeth. I certainly bite. But never unprovoked, and never the hand of a friend.

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With your teeth at my neck, and the silence of a hushed forest around us

Everything stopped.

And for a moment, we were one again.

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It's not the monster I am that should be feared. It is the monster I am becoming.

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Pretty Thing. Wretched Thing.

In the unending night, how your teeth shine!

Fearsome Thing. Cunning Thing.

Art thou Monster or Divine? 

(And would you know the difference, dear Reader?)