Your neck. How your back arches when I kiss it. How you grind against me without thought. Without shame. Without judgement. This is pure.
Of course I want to fuck you where you stand. But there is so much more in you. I want to draw everything hidden in that little body out. To slowly wreck you, with patience.
Teeth on your neck now. I want to pick you up with them. Carry you somewhere darker. Away from all the rules and ideas. Back to who you were, before you thought about it.