i like it when you take control
Own me, I'll let you play the role
You've been investigating the big black dick in the sky, because when there's a big black dick in the sky why wouldn't you investigate it? Granted, it looks a little worse for wear: crumbly as all shit, and apparently hollow, like maybe it'll fall apart under a stiff breeze. Mentally, you make a note to tell Kiada to kill you if any part of you ever starts to look so awful, especially your dick.
Anyway. So you're sitting on a rock and eating an apple (of which there is a surplus in this shithole, but ask for a pomegranate and they treat you like you're insane) and admiring the BBD when *pop!* some poor sap appears out of nowhere, filthy as all fuck and looking like he just stepped out of a war. Not your type, but hey, you have a soft spot for the lost and lonely.
And you're bored.
Hopping down from your rock, you saunter toward the man, your long-sleeved black dress clinging to your curves. Stopping a solid ten feet away (you're not a moron; you know to be safe), you tilt your head, taking another bite from your apple and sizing up the man. "Well, then, soldier boy, don't you look a fright."
Anyway. So you're sitting on a rock and eating an apple (of which there is a surplus in this shithole, but ask for a pomegranate and they treat you like you're insane) and admiring the BBD when *pop!* some poor sap appears out of nowhere, filthy as all fuck and looking like he just stepped out of a war. Not your type, but hey, you have a soft spot for the lost and lonely.
And you're bored.
Hopping down from your rock, you saunter toward the man, your long-sleeved black dress clinging to your curves. Stopping a solid ten feet away (you're not a moron; you know to be safe), you tilt your head, taking another bite from your apple and sizing up the man. "Well, then, soldier boy, don't you look a fright."
EZRA
i'll be your animal
