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misssmeat:

“Aftercare isn’t something I do to you,” he says. “It’s we do something together.”

He uses me, makes me scream. He leaves me a little broken. And I surrender. I push myself closer to my limits for him.

And now that we’re done, he’s going to make sure I’m okay. He’s going to ask me how I’m feeling, remind me to breathe, assure me that his love isn’t limited to my body.

And I communicate. I do my breathing. I ease my body down, melting into his safety.

Everything we do, we do together.

“Is that a quote from me? Or did you just make that up?!” – L, who absolutely said that quote lol

draikaesehoch: