♆𝔗𝔥𝔢 𝔖𝔥𝔦𝔪𝔪𝔢𝔯♆

the air was charged by the distant call of a night bird his face was obscured but I knew he was looking at my chest each side was stretching each side matured by different sizes and so i said "oh come lie with me like the old woman taught us when we were children" i said, he closed the door and leaned against it "youre not not my wife Gretel" he said, "im more than your wife, im your sisstaa" Hansel flinched and reached for the door handle i knew he would not leave this place he would relent and choose to be inside me like many many nights before if not i would fillet his meaty forearm, roll it like a stick of licorice and insert the flesh between my legs Hansel is my soul, a love only the branch of a Willow Tree could conjure. "brother, you will be inside me tonight",