The Glitter Jungle:
Fiction:
Bitter Fruit
Kronos/Methos
On hands and knees you come before me, covered in oil like in the old times, anointed to gods long forgotten. Teeth locked on a strap of leather. You crawl to me, ass ready, lying mouth gagged. When I don't listen to your words, to your poison, I am immune and I can enjoy you. When you communicate with eyes alone you cannot deceive me. When your body is mine, I can pretend your heart is mine as well.
When I push inside you, even the leather gag does not stop your groan. I could hurt you so much. I could make it so you wouldn't leave here alive.
I could break you.
But even then, you will not be mine. So I just fuck you, enjoy you,
letting you enjoy it; pretending your submission is true, and I know the
moment I'll turn my back you'll be gone, and I'll lose my head.
Info:
you crawl to me
ass ready
lying mouth gagged