Let us be greedy together; let us hoard. ( for Sebastian )
// @cfmort
breath hitches as lips curl and there is a WICKEDNESS in the curve of your smile– a sharpness that could tear anyone else asunder. but not him– never him. he has NEVER broken beneath the dark of your soul, the viciousness you keep guarded, keep shielded from the rest of the world.
( he has never shied away from it. only ever encouraged, fanned the flame. )
and while you do all you can– intended to make BETTER choices this time around, there is no denying who you are. and who you are is SELFISH and greedy and someone who does not have the ability to be calm in your desires once they have become fixed and clear in your mind.
fingertips drum along cold surface of table top before you lean more fully against it, arms braced as eyes shift, dancing over plans and words and ideas spread across the table.
“and who could possibly oppose us? who can compare to our power?”
( and never again, will anyone hurt you. will anyone even come close. )
