ComfortHe doesn't need any help or guidance as he turns around the corner of the hallway and climbs up the stairs. He's been here before. It's the same story every time: whenever he feels upset (worthless, angry, depressed, miserable, useless, alone, alone, alone), he comes here for solace. And his partner (not partner, not even a friend really, but the only friend he has) is always there, always waiting, always ready to take him up in his arms and give him what he needs, what he wants, what he can't live without.Comfort by RandomDraconic
It isn't sex that he wants, isn't sex that he needs. It's the feeling that he's not alone, not useless or unwanted or worthless. The sex is just a physical reminder that someone wants him, that someone likes his misshapen body. He hardly even feels the sex, and he takes a strange comfort in that. His body likes it, loves it, wants to be fondled and touched, rubbed and fucked until it attempts to climax. In his mind, he is removed from these feelings; they prod a
I'm Alex. Or RD. Either way.|
I like a lot of things. Harry Potter, Kingdom Hearts, Pokemon, Yu-Gi-Oh!, roleplaying, satire, Doctor Who, etc.. I write, I draw, I live.