they/them ✨// 🔞
He packs up his tools, wipes off my face, kisses me on the forehead, and leaves me to the swirling pit in my guts.
He packs up his tools, wipes off my face, kisses me on the forehead, and leaves me to the swirling pit in my guts.
Wings I shouldn't have.
"Maybe growing these is what caused your fever... I'll pay more attention to the state of your body going forward." He smiles. "I can't wait for the others to see you, but I'll admit, I'm happy I got the first look."
Wings I shouldn't have.
"Maybe growing these is what caused your fever... I'll pay more attention to the state of your body going forward." He smiles. "I can't wait for the others to see you, but I'll admit, I'm happy I got the first look."
It feels nice, and I hate myself for it.
When he's finally done, he sits back and admires them.
It feels nice, and I hate myself for it.
When he's finally done, he sits back and admires them.