Shinji Nishizono

Tengo un par de dias moviendole al Photoshop. y se me ocurrió colorear una imagen de mpd psycho que como se darán cuenta me encanta xD obviamente no podía faltar el toque Sick, la imagen viene acompañada de un pequeño fanfic, cool, huh?



He said and my bones shivered in awe. His eyes smiled as he let the words slide from his tonge.
I turned my head to see if someone was listening, but I see no-one.
Someone inside my head wants him to come, but my body is not willing to pain this time. And my feet start moving on their own, 'till I'm close enough to feel his warmth and smell the cigarette mixed with soap. His smile repeats worldesly the same. But then my body start to realize how much I'd like him to touch me rough.
His breath comes out his chest so pure and calmed that made me quiver in desperation for his skin, his painful skin, makes its way through mine.
Shinji stands aside to let me go through, but I won't move so he have to push me inside.
"If you don't start walking, little bitch, I'm going to close the door and wank alone"