Ink Stains, Volume I, Page 2

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  In the proceeding months, he learns the things she will allow him to do. The way she will touch him and allow him to fondle her is dependent upon where her dolls are in the room. He thinks maybe it’s because she needs an audience, and he is so overcome with lust and desperation for her that he doesn’t object, even if he finds it slightly unsettling as she lays the dolls around the bed. If she likes to gaze dreamily at them as she straddles him, who is he to complain? He’s never been with anyone—or anything for that matter—that can take all that he has to give, and if she likes to see the beautiful things surrounding her rather than him on top of her, rutting against her with snorts and grunts, who could blame her?

  He also learns that she loves more than anything to receive gifts. Almost anything pleases her, but nothing more than trinkets for her dolls. Especially since he is the only one she has shared this obsession with. And he’s certain it’s an obsession. But who is he to judge what a person loves, especially if one of those things are him? Instead he hunts for clothes and accessories she can use for her beautiful, life-like dolls. And he realizes more and more just how life-like they are, but he tries not to think of that too much as he spends his time and a great deal of his earnings on shops online. They wrap the gifts so delicately and apply so much crepe and gauzy finery of ribbons and bows to the boxes that he would never know how to do himself. He takes the credit though, and when she points her painted finger at him and curls it in a “come here” motion, he goes to her, every time. 

  She shocks him with her ferocity. Watching her with the dolls as she removes one fancy dress and replaces it with another, he starts to think of her as a petite debutante. When she’s put them back on their pedestals and comes to him with a nervous giggle before grabbing him tightly and throwing him on the bed, he remembers, she is anything but a delicate flower. She is a ravenous giant of a woman with wants and needs as large and wanton as his own. His rewards are many and nothing else really matters. He would do anything for her and for what she gives to him in return.