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February 8 - February 15, 2025
But I need more than perfect. I need flaws. I need something to feel real for once in my life.
“I can't keep having you look at me like I matter. Like you’re holding a door open for me, and I can have you. It’s delusional to think there’s a way for me to get to you, knowing they'll rip it all away,”
“But having you look at me tonight the way you did was worth every lashing they gave me,”
“It will be worth it every time,”
“Well, you see, Forest,” he says with a smile. “You’re the first real symbol of hope I’ve seen in this society in a long time,”
“Your wall is fully down, Little Dove,”
“I can hear every sinful thought running through your mind,” he whispers,
“I can promise you I won’t be able to stop
myself from laying you across that table and fucking you until you forget his name.”
“You were my morning, noon, and night,
“You have no idea how tortured I’ve been by the thought of your touch. How tormented I’ve been knowing that I couldn’t have you like I want when I want.”
“You don’t get to touch me until I’ve gotten time to explore you,”
“I’m not opposed to some pain,”
