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pray for me to let you live. i want to dissect and witness your devotion waver as you realize the only god willing and able to save you is me. divine power wonβt get in the way of my goals, and your prayers will have my name engraved in them soon.
pinning my little kid bitch to the hood of my car in the backyard after coming home past curfew all dressed up. taking a swig of my beer before forcing it down their throat in a sloppy angry kiss. βyou wanna be grown up? keep acting up and iβll use you as my ashtray after this.β
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youβll never get rid of me. iβve inspired multiple parts of your identity. people see you and youβll have to sit with the fact that iβm inside of you. under your skin, running through your veins, gripping your aching heart.
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Being cared for against your will. Tying you up to brush your hair. Mildly sedating your for baths as to not render you a fall risk but still be capable of washing you without much fighting back. Holding you, rubbing your back everytime you cry about missing home.
Forced kissing is so unbelievably violating and intense I can't stop thinking about it. It's not enough to take your body, your holes, I need to press my lips against yours and show you just how badly I've needed this. The rough, uncomfortable intimacy.



















