49 Words: Addicted to PrincessShe laid down lovely;49 Words: Addicted to Princess6 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
He spoke sweet-as-cherry pie profanity into her saccharine carnality hole.
With each furious whisper and puppy lust whimper, her flesh melted into his veins.
Addicted to scent, the wax tissue glued to the tip of his tongue.
She was inside him, pulsating and vibrant.
49Words: CliodhnaMy sacro-sexual identity was etched into Clíodhna’s supple flesh.49Words: Cliodhna6 days ago in Flash Fiction & Vignettes More Like This
I as Ciabhán, yearned to touch, to taste Tir-Tairngire, swallowing quaking rivers that birth healing bird songs.
Dreaming- If I could place my beating heart betwixt such libertine lusciousness, if I could but drink otherworldly apple nectar,
I would drown.