Wood 'n Clay SasoDeiHard, smooth, cold, and unfeeling; those words described the hands that were on his soft and pliant body. Never once did they press too hard, or caress too harshly. Shaping him up like tender clay, all from memory of touch that he no longer had. Soft moans became heavy pants, hands gripping sheets tightly. The cool voice that teased him was completely unfazed, and even that was maddening. Sometimes it just wasn’t fair that he was the only one feeling things! It wasn’t his fault! His partner had mapped out every part of his fleshy body like he did his damned dolls, knowing which strings to pull and which to stroke for the right reactions. TheWood 'n Clay SasoDei
Dev commission
Birthday
Pain
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“The land of the hunter, the stalker, and the skinner; Where you're either the diner...or the dinner; And the line between man and beast keeps getting thinner; In the wasteland.”
Icon made by ~ElfSama
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Why should man expect his prayer for mercy to be heard by What is above him when he shows no mercy to what is under him? ~Pierre Troubetzkoy
What we are is God's gift to us,
What we become is our gift to God.
I
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Make the world smile!
Rock on! Hell yeah!
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Why should man expect his prayer for mercy to be heard by What is above him when he shows no mercy to what is under him? ~Pierre Troubetzkoy
What we are is God's gift to us,
What we become is our gift to God.
I
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「芸術は爆発だ！」
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Bloodbabe2003: You and your erections
Bloodbabe2003: ....
Bloodbabe2003: Boy, there's a sentence I never thought I'd say to another girl
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"What's more fascist and totalitarian than the dollar sign?" (Marilyn Manson)
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-- Dattebayo
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