I trace my toes, from his temple to tongue. I clasp his chin, my heel on his clavicle. He bends his neck, lets my feet slide on his chest. I grasp his skin in my fleeting firm grip. Toenails piercing the flesh. He winces, pulls me by my ankle, arrests me by my wrist, and makes his ******.
Written for The Book of Inkravish {http://facebook.com/InkBloodRush} and won the first prize ^_^ {http://www.flickr.com/photos/aurpera/sets/72157633989828858/}