She was crying, and I caught every tear until they fell onto my lips. I sucked her into my mouth, hungrily, as if the darkness itself had decided to kiss the light. Tears flowed between our tongues, mixing with our saliva, turning into a salty communion. I bit her lips, drinking her pain, and she moaned into my mouth like a prayer that no one answered. Her hands trembled on my face, but she didn't push me away. She held me like a drowning man, and she was drowning in me. I felt her light seeping through the cracks, her holiness trying not to go out. And I licked. I sucked. I gnawed to pull her out. My fingers scratched the back of her head, tearing at her hair, and she cried harder, and I kissed her deeper. The kiss was dirty, viscous, like the womb of a coffin. I pressed myself into her until our faces were one flesh. And in those salty, hot, desperate lips, I found not solace... but a new hunger. I whispered through the kiss: "Cry. Don't be silent. I want to drink you dry. I want your tears to make me holy. For your holiness to die in me..." And he wept. And he kissed. And I licked until our mouths became an altar, where the sacrifice was her pain, and my prayer was lust
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She was crying, and I caught every tear until they fell onto my lips.
I sucked her into my mouth, hungrily, as if the darkness itself had decided to kiss the light.
Tears flowed between our tongues, mixing with our saliva, turning into a salty communion.
I bit her lips, drinking her pain, and she moaned into my mouth like a prayer that no one answered.
Her hands trembled on my face, but she didn't push me away.
She held me like a drowning man, and she was drowning in me.
I felt her light seeping through the cracks, her holiness trying not to go out.
And I licked.
I sucked.
I gnawed to pull her out.
My fingers scratched the back of her head, tearing at her hair, and she cried harder, and I kissed her deeper.
The kiss was dirty, viscous, like the womb of a coffin.
I pressed myself into her until our faces were one flesh.
And in those salty, hot, desperate lips, I found not solace... but a new hunger.
I whispered through the kiss:
"Cry.
Don't be silent.
I want to drink you dry. I want your tears to make me holy. For your holiness to die in me..."
And he wept.
And he kissed.
And I licked until our mouths became an altar, where the sacrifice was her pain,
and my prayer was lust
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