My Chaotic Chaos…
I am a man of many colors.
Black, dark black, and deep black decorate my coat of armor.
My family crest bares a naked woman at her lowest and highest point, all while being crushed by the weight of intense passion and admiration, lust and orgasms, and an often broken heart from the seemingly mixed messages.
I work like no other. Hard is where I start my day, exhausted is where I end it.
I never rest well, cause I never rest. When you go to bed, I am making a pot of coffee. When you wake up, I am still going.
When I love, I run at a woman like a Lion after his prey. When I don’t, like a Lion after a meal. Hardly noticing others.
But if choose to love, you will have never been loved harder. More genuinely. More pure. But if I don’t, just know to keep your guard up cause I can’t make myself feel when it’s fabricated.
And besides, I am a busy man.
It’s not you. It’s not me. It’s just not.
But in bed, I always care, even if I don’t love. I will angrily shovel passion and fury in a bad temper fuck aimed directly at you in an effort to alter your state of mind, forever. Making you cum and cum and cum again with a passion you yearned for in the other men before me.
But heed my warning: don’t care too much. Cause this is where the heart gets broken. Right after these passionate moments.
This is where my family crest is built.
My work ethic is the trait that takes over when the love is absent. Ambition in myself to give you an experience to remember. The experience will feel a lot like love. But if I did love you, I would never let you wonder. You would know it in your bones. I would say it. All the time. You would feel it. All the time.
So heed my warning. It’s not you. It’s just not.
J’ai rien a dire sauf que, je ne regrette rien. La vie est courte, vivre avec soin 💋
Sharp Dressed Dom 