whotfisalex (whotfisalex) wrote in kinky_and_queer, @ 2008-04-09 05:09:00 |
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Current mood: | horny |
For Aulic
God, I am just aching to be taken over tonight.
You don't know how my body quivers with every square inch of skin hyperaware to everything physical, every part of me wanting something else but yet united in a chorus of longing for you. The roots of my hair tingle, wanting to be moved by both the soft caress of your fingers and sharp yanks, long pulls. My lips feel swollen and so sensitive that they can almost feel the texture of your skin under them as they caress you and when I run my tongue over the upper one, I'm immediately carried away in a desire to let it glide over every inch of you in the same way. Yet at the same time, my mouth aches to be violated, bruised, raped by the invasion of your tongue.
My hands, my arms, want to feel you and be pinned flat against a surface too, muscles straining, your fingertips leaving marks in my flesh while you press against my heaving chest and stomach; the thought of it makes me catch my breath so that my nipples rub against the thin material of my t-shirt and contract, wishing it were the pads of your fingertips. My navel seems to transform itself into an empty cavern reaching my center, crying to be swept by your tongue. My legs ache to be forced apart, burning with pain as they're dragged open just before you searingly push into me.
I want love and desire that's out of control, want bruises, force, the taste of blood in my mouth, a sharp backhand across my face. I want rabid animal madness and heat that overtakes me because you can't hold your love, your passion, back from me, so that you have to have me even if it would mean raping me. I want that degrading helplessness, the delicious spark of fear when you pin me down, your power over me dominating me, and you call me a slut boy, your whore, for wanting this, loving this so much. And in your dominance, you violate not only my body but my soul, at the same time I wrench away your control over yourself, your reserve, because you have to have me, have this, two animals together. This is the power I have over you. I want you to take me, feel me; I want to always pulse in the most savage inner rhythms of your blood.
And God, do I want it now...