tongues flailing
i fall back softly on the couch
our lips entangled
hands wandering
fumbling
hickeys hickeys mmm
my hands scratched your back
as you move to take off my shirt
what a different sensation
direct contact with that skin
forbidden, shouldn't be happening
it feels so right
your lips get less sweet
your touches less gentle
and in less welcome places
my pants come off
no
i ward you off for now
no, no, i can't
no, don't
but you do
my fault
my fault
for hooking up
and being such a ***** ****
good thing it didn't go farther
farthest
because i am already disgusting.