Us
Integra
I do not understand my irratibly anymore, it has gone far past the menaponal explanations. It's like I get off on my cruelty, in a way, i think it's because you left, and i'm still angry with you, in some way. Maybe it's pay back. Our relationship, has become more and more extreme, I demand you to do humiliating acts. Yet, you do not protest, you do it happily. You love it, beg for it, ask for it when i'm not even in the mood. You beg, and ask for my attention. And I can't decide whether or not I should be aroused, or upset. And I feel guilt, but yet, you ask for this.
I hear a knock at the door, I know it's you.
"Come in." I say, quietly.
You come in, just as usual, a big grin on your face.
"Good evening my countess." You greet me, kneeling by my side.
I smile gently down at you, moving your hair out of your face. "Hello, Count."
You scoot in closer, I rest my elbow on the desk. I pet your head with my other hand, you seem to love it when I treat you like my prized pet, and I like you as my prized pet, you by my side, forever, for as long as I have on this earth. I kiss the top of your head, you purr, content. You lean forward, your arms wrapping around my legs, your cheek resting against my thigh. I chuckle, playing with your hair.
"Someone is a very happy pet today, wouldn't you agree?" I tease you, you smile, rubbing your cheek harder against me. You take in my scent, indulging in my being.
"You smell good today, master."
"You never cease to gross me out." I tease you, smiling.
"Glad I could be of service." You continue to feel my thighs. I swallow, trying to get distracted by my previous task.
"You are a pest." I sneer, a little smirk creeping up on my face.
"You couldn't live without me."
I laugh. "Well there might be a problem if that happens." I keep patting your head like a lap cat.
"Hm." You hum, leaning into my hand, wanting more.
"Are you a vampire, or a cat?" I ask.
"Whatever you want me to be, countess."
"I think you'll be a cat today."
"That's fine with me."