He sits out of reach in his silence
I need his touch
Perhaps his compliance should he be willing
To make him mine
To possess him
Enslave him with desire
Taste him full and soft
To calm his fears
To sing songs and kiss
Hold hands in defiance and trust
In the memory
of what it is to be light
Soft rays beat through the falling night
Waking in themselves a hope of a new dawn
Rain before the fall, light before the darkness, sorrow before love
Driving home and all I can think is I wish I had a sub to meet me at the door. Waiting in first position so we can start the weekend right.
every sigh, groan, yip, shudder is my prize
fingers inside you, exploring the velvet wet,
my muscular tongue spelling out pleasures, bucking,
contracting around the fingers of my dancing hand,
just the start,
one orgasm merely tells where your nerves best crave,
know every inch of you before the night is done
every vanilla variety
for then the pleasure can really begin.
Will you endure the horrible weight of my attention
Come on hot, to leave you cold
My worries fraught with tension
I am Lenny and you the bunny
Perhaps it’s best to run.
My insecurities writ in permanence
My words are bound to creep.
I need an unsend button for my life.
Look past it all in patience, I implore
I’m not good at this