adrian knew he was being too conscious of the way they were.
what's wrong, he once asked calmly, despite rosie's body being stripped of clothing. just an episode, he thought it would be over soon.
"i feel unwanted"
her eyes flickered as if he could change her like a remote, channeling her needs and Mary's. need and greed, a little of both.
when lips brushed, wet breath felt of a breathy caress. tingles, then his hair swept against both their foreheads, all damp and slick. hot and bothered by such deadly feelings shouted into air and made them do it again. Mary felt it too, made her corrupted core sever in the pavement. what disquiet, such destruction.
she showed up bared and naked, several times on after.
came swallowing pride and the fall of composure. rutting hips slow and all the same, beastly. wanting.
( j'ai chaud - i am hot [temp.] )
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Lady of Sorrows
Horrorthe unfortunate period of she who abstains from her demonic bodily toxin that calls itself Mary, and the profane behaviors in which follow. adrian's inescapableness allowed him to witness every detail as the events occur.