black widow
step into my boudoir, hot stuff
what was your name again?
whatever
house rules:
don’t cup my cheek in your hand
like you’re tender
don’t breathe hot words into my ear
like you’re sincere
don’t close your eyes when you kiss me
like you’re drowning
don’t spoon up to me and hold me
like you’ll never let go
never ask me about the dreams
that wake me crying
just fuck me true, baby
fuck me hungry
fuck me pure
then kiss me and walk away
like you mean it
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