sailor's sin
He was a sailor, but unfortunately, I drowned in his ocean eyes until I ran out of breath and panted beneath him.
"You are one of the sins I can take."
"Tell me, do you love me?"
The man let out a dry, humorless chuckle. "Love you?" he repeated hoarsely. "No, I don't love you." The man paused, looking at the fragile figure of the girl standing before him. "Because I crave you," he murmured, his voice low and intense, gazing at the girl with a lust he tried to control. But deep in his heart, there was a strange feeling that, no matter how hard he tried to deny it, always haunted him. "Because I thirst for you, and because I'm addicted to you."
"You're too beautiful to be treated like this, and what you want isn't even too much to ask for."