The evolution of time dispenses such centrifugal and contrapuntal mind sets that any kind of alignment is beyond evolutions remit
he licked her body knowing there was no way
back to see how she would feel it
he knew by the heat and
sensation coming from her
that he we was in the wrong place at the right time
she turned over he licked up
her spine with his
tongue and as he came to the anvil bone
he buried his teeth into it
she didn’t move she
was like a she
cat in heat
he the
feral
the docile she fell and the feral
kept biting harder and harder
the tang of blood on his
tongue heightened
him she screeched
out
he loved it
he grabbed her wrists she couldn’t move
he didn’t know what to do with this
predatory feline turning her over
her jugular vein pounding
sucking on her throbbing
artery she arched her
back to him he
seized her
sinuously
twisting
the
weight
on
their
minds
was
over
FUCK YOU
CHICKEN
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