Lion Head Mesa 発火 akejosei (m)

he had answers for everything.
it was dizzying, listening to this.
he did not understand what she meant and satsu was too flustered now, too caught up in everything to pick it apart again. it was a tangle.

i don't want to share with you. she said, her voice almost too quiet. coquettish.
i want - i want! that was the whole issue; this wanting he had somehow instilled within her.
jealousy, unmasked.
hurt, strobing across her face.
lust growing upon her like the thorns of a rose.

if i am your goddess, prove it.