breaking

mild tw//

him. i want to peel his skin off. bit by bit and break them bone by bone. break him until he cant be fixed anymore. i want to hear him cry and wail.

i feel his hands on me again. the roles have reversed. i want to peel off my own skin. i feel his hands on my throat again. constricting. i feel his hands on my chest again. i feel him warmly wrapped around my shoulders, holding me. i feel his nose touching mine again, lips on lips. i feel his hands on my stomach again. 

roles have reversed and i feel my hands on him. i feel my hands on his throat after him asking me to choke him, pleasure him. i feel me choking him again getting my anger out while almost getting him off. theres more to the story than you think.