The want | Sweet Maria

Description: the want.vanessa says she wants lungs like mine—black, heavy, coated with tar. she says she wants lung cancer. she says she wants to be beautiful. but how could she be, with those innocent, pink lungs? in this clip, i don’t just tell her to smoke—i make her. i draw deep, hold the burn. i lean forward until our lips nearly touch and release it into her, a thick, white flood that slides down vanessa's throat. she coughs—sharp, barking—but still leans in, hungry for more. her chest rattles, her breath already turning sour, and i can see it in her: the want. she’s chasing my sickness, my beauty, like it’s the only thing that will ever make her whole x