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[possibly-a-cannibal]

My lust for him is more than sexual; Its violent, its hunting a deer in the tall grass, its chasing a hare across the meadow with the intent of tearing it apart for sick pleasure. Its watching, waiting, hardly able to tame the hunger as he walks past, god forbid he talks or sighs or smiles or whimpers. I want to hunt him down, I want to take what's rightfully mine, hunt it, catch it and devour it. Its angry, its screaming at each other before falling into the sheets, its bruises and bite marks and tightening hands around necks, slapping his cheeks red raw and causing him to bleed. Its screaming at him to behave himself, its taking out all my stress of his innocent body, its leaving my mark with hand or tooth. Its evil, its losing the little good left in me and giving into my cruel desires for him, its wanting to rip open his chest and curl up in his ribs so that I can feel his heart beat, its slowly, methodically picking apart his bones, binding him with rope so he doesn't escape my grasp, pins and blades dissecting him for my pleasure. Its ownership, its knowing he's mine, always was, always will be, begging for my forgiveness and earning it in his dumb, soft way; its collars and piercings and tattoos and hair pulling and name calling and its all mine. He's all mine. Its knowing he lives, breathes and dies for me.

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Lustposting because fuck it I'm an adult man.

I'm going to tear you open, play in your bloodied guts, curl up in your chest cavity, Listen to your heart beat, I want to be so close to you, I want you to beg for me, You wanted this, didn't you? You begged a little too loud, Cried out one too many times, now when I feast on your soul, sinking jagged teeth into your bones, you beg me to stop. Tell me, am I too much for you to handle? Are you not stronger? You asked me to do this, you asked for me to take you, wholly envelop you within me, I only asked of you the same, little rabbit, let me devour you, it is all I will ever plead, let me devour your mind, give in to me, prey thing, You're mine, you're all mine.

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I want to make him scream, hands trembling, eyes rolling back, I want to feel him writhing, begging, pleading for it, I want to go slowly, teasing, hot breath on panting throat, cold hands tracing virgin skin, when he begs without speaking, making those whore eyes at me, He's mine, Oh god he's mine.