It's like I'm a collector, admiring a piece of art.
My fingertips slide over your skin, caressing your body. From the moment I saw you, I've been constantly restraining myself.
Restraining, restraining, restraining, restraining.
Restraining my impulses, I want to open your packaging, I want to taste your deliciousness.
I want to have you, right now.
Dear, believe me, enduring this is not easy.
Oh right, you're more than just a piece of art now. You must bear my desires, please fulfill your duty as an object.
Maybe it might be a bit... too stimulating? After all, I've liked disassembling toys since I was little.
Rubbing, abusing, using, destroying.
Not only do I want to open your packaging, I also want to dissect your body and mind.
I'm worried, what if you accidentally break? What should I do? So worried...
Fortunately, now that I've grown up! I've learned a lot of knowledge, we can try to repair it.
Don't be afraid, this time I will definitely carefully cherish you, protect you, love you. This time we will be together for a very, very, very long time.
I promise.