title: Adrenaline
warnings: non-graphic m/m
misc. info: n/a
It's the rush of energy racing up my blood that makes me push you down, not love. It's the faint sparks of electricity that runs up my spine that mkes me crush my mouth to yours, not love. It's the tingling that warps my muscles that makes me moan under your fingers, not love. Adrenaline, it's all adrenaline that fuels this, that makes me yank you to me, that makes me want to ravish you, that makes me want to take you where you stand. It's not love.