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This Way and That When work lulled she’d idly check the wrong kind of websites, where peop

Hidden It was a convenience that she liked blindfolds. Not because he didn’t want to look

So apparently four walls and closed curtains are a reassuring thing. Not that she’d ever t

More than any other, there’s one question that seems to find its way to my ask box, stumbl

He told her not to move a muscle. His voice had that tone in it, the slight steel that let her know

He didn’t say anything. For the longest moment, he just looked at her, regarded her, gazed

Thinking. Thought. Thunk. Thinking. About him. Of course it was about him. The way he said the

I yearn for this kind of casual sexuality permeating the home. Something that’s always the

He said it was because it made the perverted things they did more taboo. Once the white frills and l

It was his favourite way to look at her. The most delicious angle with which to slowly devour her wi

Of course my lap isn’t big enough. Of course you spill out of it and over the edges of the

Mutual Oblivion She should feel worse about herself. She didn’t even know his name, but so

Misplaced Anxiety Sometimes I think I should worry about you. It’s when you worry about yo

Spokes Time is perception, and they moved at different speeds. It seemed a slippery thing to him, tr

Somewhere Over The idea was that he’d keep her up there like some Bleak House homage, the

Home Brand I’ve got my own brand of masochism, and it’s wrapped around my sadism

Potholes Things had become familiar with all the fanfare of an assassin, sneaking up on them when th

Dereliction was his forte, an old familiar home that he could return to if he was ever running low o

Tinted Specs You don’t see what I see. You don’t see the challenge in her eyes,

The Nile She wasn’t sure quite how she’d ended up like this. There had been some

Five Finger Fillet The evening was creeping in through the window like an absent alcoholic, and it w

The Wayside The deeper I get into this, the fewer and more pronounced moments entirely to myself bec

Go to Sleep No platitude had ever seemed more consistently true than ‘ignorance is bliss&a

Tremors in the Deep There are moments when none of this seems real. I was going to liken them to whe

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