The Snow Queen
“I only want to be warm” I will say
after I hurt you again. I only want to be
warm, pulled a little too tight against you. We
are too close a fit.
“You are so hot” you breathe, straining
to fit your plastic sheathed cock into my
rebelling asshole, but I am cold. I am
freezing, I can feel my bones floating
brittle as ice through my cold-water
body. You mistake my shivering for delight.
It is not a lie if I don’t correct you.  ¶ 4:38 AM 0 comments