#dont lie

Done with words

I’m done hearing you speak. I’m done hearing you whine, with those cutting little remarks sinking their little barbs into my skin. I’m done waiting for a reply, only to receive a blank stare instead, with perhaps some faux-witty remark in the stead of something substantial. I’m tired of hearing you try to one up me at every turn.

I’m done with the conversations. The long, rambly ones where we cover all sorts of topics, meander across the globe in an attempt to coax the competitive edge out of me, have me regale with talk of travel, near misses, brushes with death. I’m done with the way you laugh. The way you make me laugh. I’m done with the charming way you can disarm me with a moment’s word, not even a sentence. One surgically placed set of syllables to bring me to a smile, or crack me into a chuckle.

I’m done with hearing you speak. Right now is for guttural groans, muffled moans and not too wholesome whimpers. It’s for my hands, your throat, and every little synapse that fires itself blind like a strobe light the instant the two meet up. Now is for my cock and your cunt, and all those wet little noises we can make with them. Words are done, your voice is done, and I’m done with both.

And when I’m done with you, when we’re panting and smiling and you’ve got your head on my chest. When you squeeze my cock with the aftershock of an orgasm, I might have a word or two for you. I might take the tape off your mouth and let you have a word or two for me. But until then, I’m going to take every one from your lips. 

x Lee Soo Hyuk x