Red, sticky lips, all scraped-up and stinging from the pricks of your five o’clock shadow. The skin around my mouth is swollen and red from your teeth and chin, my body is covered in your fingerprints and scratched up from your nails; but I’m not complaining.
I want you, and I miss the feeling of you digging into me.
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