“i fuck you through the pain drowning your whimpers with the thunder of my body”
— PD Bates
“i fuck you through the pain drowning your whimpers with the thunder of my body”
— PD Bates
“She wanted a storm to match her rage.”
— George R.R. Martin, A Feast for Crows (via kvngslayer)
f l e u r • n o i r e
(via f-l-e-u-r-n-o-i-r-e)
“Your voice reverberated against my body like another kind of caress, another kind of penetration.”
— Anaïs Nin, in a letter to Henry Miller
