05-27-2018, 09:10 PM
Kreep
Her nose is soft like damp spring soil. I lean into it, grinning ear to ear. “You feel like the silk-worms satin, Mama,” I whisper to her, gently kissing the tip of her nose with my tongue.
I contemplate her question, rising on shaky legs. Out of my cocoon, like a little moth, i sidle up to her, rubbing my body upon hers. She smells like blood and fallen leaves - I love that smell.
“We help him hunt, Mama!” I exclaim, wiggling my rump in anticipation “Teach me, let’s help the creeper!”
I contemplate her question, rising on shaky legs. Out of my cocoon, like a little moth, i sidle up to her, rubbing my body upon hers. She smells like blood and fallen leaves - I love that smell.
“We help him hunt, Mama!” I exclaim, wiggling my rump in anticipation “Teach me, let’s help the creeper!”
God called in sick today
@[Jackel] <3