Brodribb the First

Brodribb: Looking sinister at a thousand reasons why I shouldn’t but none bar the excuse why I can.  

The urge to deeply inscribe my mark of passion, vengeance, and fear into the sweet bosom of nature has compelled me or contradicted my moral sense of humility. I dance with the thoughts of temptation at a level of borderline insanity. Claiming victory on this… My ex-lover has driven my guilt to intense expressions of addiction.

To control the aspect that I have appeared to own briefly a territory in which time has persevered the rights is a misconception between the actions of truth and prosperity. To see, smell, feel taste, and hear the results of my vicious display of gratitude. Brings a heightened sense.

A sick sense.

A demoralizing, unacceptable reason for my madness.

Sexually stimulated into a trance I position myself confidently. I look beyond the moment into a predetermined future.  Spontaneity will wreak havoc in seconds when I gather enough courage to commit to this fatal flaw. This defect in my DNA has drawn me closer to my visual and hormonal needs.

She is the perfect specimen to fulfill this dark fantasy. She would appear to be not knowing and truly unwilling if she knew the circumstance she was about to be in, but at the hand of fate, she has played privy to my charms and advances. Her breath is on my neck as she speaks, her words, dangerously close to tempting a wolf to prove his dominance.

Does she know she has put a spell on me?

Cunning, I am, so I play privy to her beauty and mysticism. Closer and closer I get to making my move. The build-up is intensified with each look. She smells like a garden of roses. Salivating… Her lips are wet glossy red.

I take the first step in my devious plan of conquest. I gently move her hair off her shoulder to her back revealing her neck. That precious part of her body that makes my blood boil. My heartbeat pumps faster. My skin crawls.

A slow, tantalizing kiss just below her ear gives her the chilling sensation of want. I must hypnotize her first, so I pull back and create a silence of wonder.

Then I go again.

I caress her more as my lips touch her soft skin. Her gasps getting heavy filled with desire. It’s too late for her to retreat.

She has given in to my will. Oh, my sweet love, I have been longing for this moment from the second I saw you… I can’t resist anymore. Instinct takes over just like I knew it would. Without hesitation and pure calculation, I submit to my desire.

I lean in and sink my teeth into her.