LUSEA
i could recognize him by touch alone, by smell
i would know him blind,
I fucked up.
"You fucking think?" My voice is a tight, choked almost-laugh, anger blistering underneath the steely composure. I lean away from him, because if he touches me I will touch him back, and in in a fun and kinky way. "What came over you, Sunjata, is that you were horny. You were horny and scared and weak and instead of coming to me - who you profess to love - you went running to the arms of your little blonde plaything." She's nothing more than a plaything to him, I know this.
I think it.
I... thought I knew it, anyway.
And then, suddenly, I spin around to face him, my hands reaching out to grab his collar, to try and push him back while pulling him to me at the same time. "Tell me, Sunny, what did she do for you that I can't? What did she give you, that you can't get from me? I've watched you fall apart and put you back together more times than I can count- must be some kinky fucking shit. Did you like it? Did you love it?" My face is inches away from him, close enough to kiss- or bite. "Do you love her?" There's a feral edge to my wolfish grin, and maybe I'm a little manic, but I think I'm allowed. Dying, coming back to life, reuniting with who you thought was your one true love, being cheated on...
It's enough to drive anyone a little crazy, don't you think?
"You fucking think?" My voice is a tight, choked almost-laugh, anger blistering underneath the steely composure. I lean away from him, because if he touches me I will touch him back, and in in a fun and kinky way. "What came over you, Sunjata, is that you were horny. You were horny and scared and weak and instead of coming to me - who you profess to love - you went running to the arms of your little blonde plaything." She's nothing more than a plaything to him, I know this.
I think it.
I... thought I knew it, anyway.
And then, suddenly, I spin around to face him, my hands reaching out to grab his collar, to try and push him back while pulling him to me at the same time. "Tell me, Sunny, what did she do for you that I can't? What did she give you, that you can't get from me? I've watched you fall apart and put you back together more times than I can count- must be some kinky fucking shit. Did you like it? Did you love it?" My face is inches away from him, close enough to kiss- or bite. "Do you love her?" There's a feral edge to my wolfish grin, and maybe I'm a little manic, but I think I'm allowed. Dying, coming back to life, reuniting with who you thought was your one true love, being cheated on...
It's enough to drive anyone a little crazy, don't you think?
i would know him in death,
at the end of the world
SUNJATA
