Kittylele

Desire's encore

In the dim glow
of candlelit skin,
your body whispers secrets,
drawing me in.

Silken curves
like velvet under your touch,
fingers tracing fire,
I'm craving it so much.

Lips part with a gasp,
honey-sweet breath,
your tongue tangle in hunger,
defying all death.

You taste my desire,
salty but sweet and dangerously wild,
dripping like nectar,
untamed,
undefiled.

Hands roam lower,
igniting the flame,
my thighs quiver open,
calling your name.

Your heat pulls me under,
slick and divine,
thrusting in rhythm,
bodies entwine.

Moans echo like thunder,
building a storm,
waves crashing harder,
in passion's true form.

My nails dig deep,
marking your back with my fire,
exploding together,
lost in desire.

We collapse
in the afterglow's haze,
sweat-kissed and sated,
in this erotic maze.

Yet,
the embers still smolder,
begging for more -
one taste of heaven,
forever encore.

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Him
I don't kneel
because I'm small.
I kneel
because I trust the darkness
in your hands.

You don't take me apart,
you name me as yours,
slow and certain -
you've always known
what I'm worth.

Your voice
is a low command,
not loud, not cruel -
heavy with promise,
and my body answers
before my thoughts catch up.

I give in the way fire gives to night,
glowing harder for it,
finally held, finally chosen,
finally enough.

I don't disappear when I submit.
I become undeniable.