SINFUL TOUCH || J.JK × Reader ✔

× Cupid ×

Love,
Such a delightful,
Meaningful,
But yet,
So trifling,
Appaling word.

This feeling that bedazzles my chest,
The one that grows at the thought of you,
The one that heightens under your touch,
The one that blossoms each day by your side,
You know that feeling pretty well,
This delightful one that lets you luxuriate in all the blissfulness you wish could be timeless,
Is that what we call love?

The effects it has on my body,
The power of them,
The aftermath of them,
These ones only possible with your meaningful 'I love you',
Is that only psychical or physical?

They say my tender heart is a lure that belies the monster inside,
That the feeling is only lust,
Nothing more than sexual attraction,
Only sheer hunger,
As wrong as perversion,
So I guess that love is trifling?

That feeling makes me feel so good,
So relaxed,
So special,
But since this is brought and caused by you,
Why does it seem so appalling?

All our innocent and sexual touches,
All our intimate and playful eye contacts,
Do they make me a bad person?
Do they make me a disgusting man?

If so,
Then I must let the pain drift us apart,
Erase the memories,
Retain you away from me.

I must keep you clear of my sinful touch.