You squirm, you struggle, you fight. You always hated the way your last was so hard, so bitter, so vengeful. Shh. A soft kiss on your temple. One more on your neck. A final, gentle, kiss on your breast. You relax, this is better. Much better than him. Him, with his rough hands, and tearing belts that stung the skin. Him with his hate filled eyes, as he forces you to look into a mirror, forces you to watch him... hurt you. Shh. I'm not like him. A soft caress near your navel. Shh. It will be alright. A gentle push, and three small words, words you never heard from him.
I love you...








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