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I am good I am good I am good — please tell me I am good. Whether kneeling or bleeding or biting, I am good, right?
Yet these hands still tremble… And the guilt will not wash clean.
Knight who gets zoomies and you need to tire him out with some time in the training yard with the other knights
The second the words “good boy/knight” are directed at me I can no longer form coherent thoughts—it becomes a jumbled mess of begging and wishing to obey whatever you say next.
Briefly feeling soft mutt knight… let me shed the armour and curl up by your side. Play with my hair while you tell me I’m so strong and such a good dog, but I can just be safe here.
You bring out in me a feral animal… It is as though I am a werewolf, and you, my dear, are my full moon.
Need to eat you whole—I’m a starving animal who needs only to be sated by your flesh between my teeth and my tongue curled inside you… please feed this feral beast you cause me to become.
Mine eyes cannot help but glaze over when I see something—someone—I want so badly… like an animal locking eyes with its prey; all instinct and sharp teeth.
A knight needs a castle like a dog needs a yard
