Emberwood [m]Reach for light.

Hurling towards the ground with a nasty kick landed on his stomach, spit lodged in his teeth released as his back came rushing to the ground.
Good boy.
He felt her weight, her blood intertwining with his pelt and the thick scent of her pleasures. Never more a being on this planet. Never more a capable being. Breathless, he did not relent. Not once as blood rushed from his coat, his neck a forest of injuries to run rampant as he continued to be knocked into again, again, again. Hardly could his fangs seep into her, a raging battle to land and to give all she asked for. Legs skidding across the ground, his entire weight shifted to his side, chest risen from the ground in wild breaks for air. No rest.
Breaking for her, he came like a tumbling meteorite to her front; a collision to take her head on.

For all that saw the ill in him, he would be as sickly as he pleased. A monster born from the blood of the poor, the weak, the gone. Where he could feel the true soul of being nothing, of something, and being here with her. The sorrows of her blows stole his agony away with a new pain; one he could stomach, one he wanted more of. He wanted to know her. She would know him. 

He would make sure she knew all of him, and that his name be scarred through his skin and bone until it was only them, here, now, in a world that didn’t belong to them and no longer needed them.
A bite for every time he disgraced West. A bite for every time he ran through the muck and was nearly rolled to death. A bite for all the faces that looked upon him as if he were scum. A bite for every foot that turned on him. A bite for all he’d never had, for every day he spent crossed by loneliness that he could not take back. A bite for every back he showed to the hand who fed him, who took him when no one else would, for all he’d fucked up and ruined. He wanted all of it to take him, as he wanted her to take him.

Until he had her on the ground, ready to rip her through the ground as she’d done to him and let her be dirtied by the same floor she put him on. Rip into me. Have me, as I have you. I will kill your mind to rid myself of the pain of my own. Thank me. Be me. Be with me.