SINS OF OUR TONGUES

she was a stubborn one, this she devil beside him. perhaps when she broke, he could mould her; she'd be a formidable opponent for any pigheaded sacrifice and a damn fun toy in times of loneliness. but now given her current state, obviously, she was not able to be tamed. although it wouldn't do any harm in trying...

the pretentious man left her previous statement untouched, convinced she would not be waived. this close, her previous beauty vanished before his twice-colored eyes. she was flawed. scars broke the surface of her would-be luxurious coat. he was slightly put off. could he allow his flawless flesh to combine in a lover's grasp with her stained meat? he thought for only a minute. he knew the answer was obvious. but of course, there was nothing wrong with having a little fun with the toys you throw away either. a mask of simpering lust hid his features, that simple yet devious smirk refusing to leave his skillful lips. "because you know the thought of something foreign invading stokes that burning fire inside," his tones crooned from his throat as now the pernicious man was speaking of himself.