Fuck (my) Joder (mi) cara face

I want your hands rough.

I want your mouth hungry.

Bite down until I bleed,

drag your tongue over the sting.

I don’t need soft—

I need you to wreck me,

leave your fingerprints

like bruises across my throat.

Hook

This isn’t love.

This is worship through violence,

a holy kind of sin.

Every thrust is a command,

every moan is a confession.

Verse 2

Pull my hair until it tears at the roots.

Spit in my mouth,

make me choke on your name.

Press me into the wall,

make the plaster crack—

I want to feel the house shake with us.

No safe words tonight.

Just raw heat and the sound of skin breaking skin.

Bridge

Your teeth on my skin,

your nails carving scripture into my back.

I want to remember this in scars,

not in memory.

I want to wake up tomorrow

aching and ruined,

still dripping with you.

Outro

Take me apart.

Piece by piece.

I don’t want pretty.

I want feral.

I want dangerous.

I want to disappear inside the way you destroy me.