dominant
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Hunter of my soul.
Master of my body.
Be on your way.
Captured, I am not meant to stay.
Break me if you must.
But this bittersweet cage is unjust.
When I approach after the fact
When I am the first one to make the move
Either feels so forced
The air is awkward
But I wasn't taught the art of gentle
I was taught to roar
To fight
I love resolutions But not just any kind It’s not that I’m picky But there’s one in particular That induces beautiful heart palpitations And the grooviest finger spasms Don’t misunderstand I’m not a masochist Rather, I’d like to think o
Throw me on the bed and rip my clothes off.
Give me hella head and force my legs apart.
Put it in slow and then fuck my brains out.
Cum and sweat all over, I shake and shout.
