leola76

Shiraz

Blood

Cum

Sweat


And the combative forces of resolution and vulenrability stirring within.

He reluctantly crawled out of bed and attemtped to shake himself back into consciousness. I remained, furtively reaching over to glide my hands down his soft chest once more.



All I wanted was to hold him.



Dawn transposes night's effervesence and seduction into an ominous haze, enshrouding it's victim in confoundment. I lay there, twisting into the sheets and sweltering from his lingering scent. The warmth of the gentle blood flow eventually lured me back into stoicism...

...and finally


slumber





should i be afraid?