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For all the dirty minded, filthy mouthed, smut loving readers out there: May you always come so hard, your mind and body both GLITCH.
Glitch has to be a demon. A big, sexy, came-to-fuck-the-soul-out-of-your-body demon.
Oh my God. He’s probably married. If he was mine, I’d put a ring on it. One on his finger and another on his motherfucking cock.
I’m in love. I have been for months and spending an hour perusing the grocery store, buying her a bunch of her favorite foods only maddens my heart more. I want to provide for and protect her. Worship her morning, noon, and night. The thought of anyone else doing it makes me murderous.
“I’m so fucking sorry. I’m sorry I took so long to get to you. I’m sorry you had to ever be around an asshole who couldn’t appreciate what he had. I’m sorry you don’t see your beauty like I do, or that you can’t grasp how truly insanely amazing you are.”
“I’ll spend all day, every day, telling you the truth. I’ll growl them in your ear, carve them into your dreams. You’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever met. You’re funny and talented and built like a goddamn wet dream.”
I crush my mouth to hers and don’t even care about the mess I’ve made on her. It’s mine. She’s mine. It’s all mine.
“Epic, mind-blowing, soul-yeeting-out-my-body sex? Yes. Yes, it was.” I’m not sure what to say to that. “Did you just say soul-yeeting?”
That we’re so full of passion and wildness, we draw them with our magic, and spit them out with our paint.”
What the fuck did the assholes in your life do that makes you think you can’t have what you want?”
telling those demons barking all that negative bullshit in your head to shut the fuck up. You one hundred percent have this.
I always hold back. Not anymore.