banging-the-boy:dirtydaddythings:Breaking the boy. It starts with a look, the kind that makes you fe
banging-the-boy:dirtydaddythings:Breaking the boy. It starts with a look, the kind that makes you feel like I’m looking all the way through to something behind you. Whatever it is that you’re using to hide behind because you are shy or don’t believe yourself attractive, those are the first things I disarm and get out of my way. You won’t know what to do because the part of you that wants to run is the part of you that believes you aren’t worth my time but the rest of you will be screaming for me to stay. I won’t let you run, I won’t let you back away. I’m not here to take you, I’m here to break you. I can smell it on you. Not the smell of fear, the scent of desire. The warming of your skin tells me I am right because if you were truly afraid you’d grow cold beneath my attention. Every squirm that doesn’t scream no is confirmation that I am right, and we both know I am. You need to be broken more than I need to show you what I know is true about you. I can hear the real you screaming from behind those glasses, aching to rip that tie off and be free. I can taste the last gasps of that part of you as I hold you firm to the wall and draw that poison out of you with my lips. I’ll lift you out of your doubt and put you where you never knew you dreamed of being. I’m a predator, and now that you’re where you can’t avoid the truth about yourself, I’m going to enjoy taking all those illusions from you. You won’t need them anymore because from this moment the only thing you are going to need is to be mine and the second that realization dawns on you is the very moment that I become your Daddy.https://banging-the-boy.tumblr.com/archive -- source link