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Now our love is more cruel edges and the kind of cut that one doesn’t even notice until hours later.
I can’t say for certain if it’s jealousy of Hercules that spurns me on. Or desire for him.
She’s the most priceless thing in my life, the one person I could never replace, not even if I searched the world over.
We were made for each other, two twisted trees that grew to lean on each other to the point where they won’t survive alone.
I know this man better than any other person in this world, but right now he feels like a stranger to me.
I love him so much I stay despite the tiny cuts he deals out during every conversation, unintentionally or not.
“Nipple clamps and a cock ring, little Hercules. Can’t have you coming all over my floor while Meg takes your ass.”
Fuck, but they’re beautiful together. The brightest star and the darkest night, both made better by the presence of the other. If only they realized it.
I could fill those gaps for them, I could be the softness to their jagged edges.
She’s beautiful all the time, but when she orgasms, it’s like the walls falling away. She’s unguarded for a few precious seconds.
If there’s a choice between love and revenge, I choose love.

