Black Thorns: Chapter 30
Dear Yuki-Onna,
You need to stop visiting me in my dreams. It used to be new and fun; now it’s just annoying.
And creepy.
You keep touching me, giving me blowjobs, and taking my dick to the highest levels of heaven just to drop him back in hell.
That’s not cool. At all.
It’s just torturous at this point.
You already dropped me out of your life, so how about you disappear, huh? Or, here’s a better idea, you can come back, explain yourself, and then fuck off.
Do I sound desperate? That’s because I probably am.
I don’t like you molesting me in my sleep and making me wake up with a hard-on that I have to fuck the mattress to get rid of.
I certainly dislike the way your fucking eyes look at me while you swallow my cum, as if you’re inviting me to a different place that I can’t find because you fucking disappeared.
What I hate the most, however, is that I can’t touch you. No matter how much I try to, you just vanish and haul me out of an uncomfortable sleep into an even worse reality.
Why show up when you never actually intended to stay?
Is this your invisible middle finger because you know I won’t be able to flip it back?
In that case, fuck you very much, Naomi. And, no, I’m not bitter or enraged or fucking dramatic.
I just want to sleep at night without obsessing about how I will come down your throat when you visit at night or how I will attempt to stay in that fucking imaginary world.
I just want you to go.
So do us both a favor and leave me alone.
Or at least stay after you exorcise my soul through my fucking dick.
You’ll never read this, but I’ll still sign it with as little love as possible and with the right amount of hate,
Akira