lusted

“But I’d be happy to love up on you forever with nothing in return. Letting me touch you. Watching you unravel like this. For me, it’s the greatest fucking gift I could ever receive.”

I craved to have him stare at me this way; I’d wanted it for so long. For him to be practically drooling over me, to be infatuated with my appearance.

But watching him in the throes of ecstasy? I live for that. The freedom to touch him, to please him. The privilege to love him.