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Challenge #135: Song Lyrics
Title: What He Wants
Author's Note: Lyrics borrowed from The Beautiful Ones by Prince.
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne
Do you want him? Or do you want me? The words were screaming in my brain as I grabbed him tightly and stared into his eyes.
Justin’s eyes; they used to meet mine with a candor and an understanding that grounded me in ways I would never admit to him.
Now, aside from the lust that was always glowing there, I saw nothing except my own pathetic future.
I leaned closer and inhaled, and the scent of his fucking fiddler lover almost caused me to gag.
I knew he was lost to me, even as I slammed our mouths together.
Title: What He Wants
Author's Note: Lyrics borrowed from The Beautiful Ones by Prince.
And the Condom Goes To: Daphne
Do you want him? Or do you want me? The words were screaming in my brain as I grabbed him tightly and stared into his eyes.
Justin’s eyes; they used to meet mine with a candor and an understanding that grounded me in ways I would never admit to him.
Now, aside from the lust that was always glowing there, I saw nothing except my own pathetic future.
I leaned closer and inhaled, and the scent of his fucking fiddler lover almost caused me to gag.
I knew he was lost to me, even as I slammed our mouths together.