I would never bow to him, but he could have me on my knees. As I made it to the second step, Darius sat up, looking at me like he was hoping I had some answer for him when in reality, I was more fucked up than he even knew. I could see that ache in him, that need, that hunger which drove him to do all the things he did to me. And I wanted to claim it and cover it up with something else. I’d take his pain and burn it down with lust and maybe both of us would feel better. Just for a little while.
You are missing the ENTIRE point of his confession omg im gonna crashout
