MERE LOVER'S OR TWIN FLAMES

WHO WE ARE...

Who we are..

My enchantingly sexy lady...

We are solely to each other.

We dance upon the nakedness of our inner desires.

Willing each other to make the first move so the other doesn't have to.

Is that fear I sense inside you?

I can feel it as if I can
read your beautiful mind.

When I stare into your eyes.. I see the possibility of  limitless infinity.

The "Rules" no longer apply to us.

We've transcended to a new level of energy exchange babe.

It scares you doesn't it?

I feel that shit in the center of my private seduction.

There's a sadistic need building inside you, that calls out to my inner masochist...

That you've somehow awakend.

That's why I don't fear your pain.

I Am Fucking Pain!

I want all that you have to offer me.

Your love. Your lust.
Your craving. Your trust. Your truth.

Your insanity. Your pleasure. Your fears. Your insecurities.
Your pain.

Your desires and needs.

Your protection
and your solace.

I want to sate every fucking drop.

I want to deplete you... until you can no longer fucking breathe babe.

I want you so fucking insane with need... that you rob me of my very breath.

Let's die a sensually sweet orgasmic
death babe.

Cuming for each other until the flames around us...

Incinerate the earth and burn it all to fucking ash.

Until there's nothing and no one left.

You love me.
I love you.

You cry for me,
I cry for you.
You give. I give.

You take.
I take remember?

This feeling that's coiling inside me will be our destruction of love.

Your fear of what you are, and what you know we ultimately will become..

Will be your version of our blissful ruin.

Two Dominant Forces
Two Submissive Dynamics.

Two Twin Flames
Two Heartbeat's
Of Love.

I've been hurt in ways you can't imagine.

But my guess is that you have an idea yes?

Hear this and hear it well...

My Insatiable Goddess..

I Don't Fucking Fear What I Sense Inside You.

It's Calling Me And I Very Much So Wish To Answer It.

Do I beg? Or do you?

Which Master Is In Control This Time?

Clearly you are I suppose. Doesn't matter.

We love. Fuck.

Maniacally drive each other to the edge of our sexually deviant abyss.

Cumming for each other as only true
Soul♡Mates of our caliber tend to do.

Only to frustrate
each other with beautifully, tortured, poetic, lust and need...

All over again afterwards.

We are instinctual in our carnal twisted need.

Even breathing for each other makes us want to ravage each other.

No lesser species can contend with us.

No mere mortal can comprehend this feeling we share.

We elevate each time we fuck.

We elevate higher when we make love.

We kill each other over and over again.

Does that mean we're Sensual, serial, sexual... murderers?

If it does?
Ask me if I give a fuck.

Better yet...

KILL ME!!

Take my life in your needful desire.

Do with it as you please?

Mmmmmm.

I felt that smirk.

How can you doubt that I can't handle you?

We are one in the same remember?

So kill fucking me already, and put us both out of our misery as we sate each other.

And when I rise as my Phoenix wills me to..

I'll be sure and return the death in equal measure for as long as you can take it..

Or until your Phoenix awakens.

We are twin flames baby.

We are inevitable. Stop fucking running!!

🔥I love you🔥