when he’s away I feel lost
it’s like I just don’t even know how to be myself anymore
all those agonizing seconds
just waiting for him to come back
so I can see his face
that smile that touches deepest part inside of me
making me tingle
hear his voice
that amazing low growl
telling me what a good girl I’ve been while he’s away
and how much he loves me
I need to touch him
I need him touch me
soft & lovely
then much rougher
I need him to remind me
who I am
and who I belong to
this is complete torture
I hate waiting
but the rewards will be
sheer bliss

Queen of Hell 3

The Queen of Hell

unrequited reapings

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