Temptation, laugh at me— we’ve been here before together this is the part where you slide your hands down my sides and whisper— Sweet Nothings about how we could bend and twist and it sounds like such a rush until I remember how last time you just made me a Gordian Knot that I had to cut up from sheer frustration— But I threw out the scissors when I was done and I really don’t want to shred this one apart with my teeth—
That would hurt, you know.
Yeah, okay. The title is a not-subtle double entendre.