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Yara Azzam

Romance Fantasy Others

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Yara Azzam

Romance Fantasy Others

Ruin Me Loud

Ruin Me Loud

6 mins
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Don’t kiss me

devour me.


Break down the door between

pain and pleasure

and drag me into the place

where your hunger

makes me forget my name.


Grip my throat like you own it.

Look me in the eyes

while I fall apart for you.

Say it

say I was made for this.

For you.

For destruction dressed in skin.


Spit your lust like a prayer.

Slap your want across my mouth.

Tear me open,

not just flesh

but fear, silence, obedience.


Make me scream your name

into the walls like it’s war.

No mercy.

No sweet words.

Just sweat.

Just dominance.

Just you,

turning my body

into your battlefield.


I don’t want love songs.

I want bruises shaped like promises.

I want your handprint on my hips

and your rage between my thighs.


Let the world burn outside

I only need

your voice commanding,

your breath claiming,

your soul colliding into mine

like a storm

that never learned to be quiet.


I’m not asking for love.

I’m begging for possession.


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