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He Noticed Her
He noticed the purplish blue lines one day
On her arms they did lay
He didn't know what to say or what to do
He just knew he loved her anyway
He thought of them as a guide
But this he would never confide
He knew she was ashamed of the marks
So he made absolutely no remarks
But one day while they were alone
Thoughts of the lines on her body were made it known
He took off her shirt and kissed the marks
He ignored her so bitter remarks
She didn't know what to do when he pressed his lips against her skin
All she knew is that she wanted it again and again
The lines didn't ruin her beauty, it enhanced it
He tried to make her see it, tried to make her admit it
But the seeds of self loathing had taken root
So she pulled away and reached for a boot
He pulled her back and kissed her lips
Tracing the lines with his coarse fingertips
He couldn't help comparing her to a tiger with its stripes
No matter how her mouth began it's gripes
She didn't know what to do when he laid her down
She didn't resist when he kissed her frown
They were an unlikely pair
For her beauty was without a care
And he made mouths drool
When he was in high school
He touched only the lines that marked her skin
Tracing them again and again
She sighed and let him do it the way he did
The pleasure he gave her she never hid
He leaned forward and kissed each breast
Using his mouth and teeth as if he were taking a test
A singular sigh escaped her lips
At the feel of his coarse finger tips
And his hands pulled down her skirt
She unbuttoned and pushed aside his shirt
He was trying to prove a point but so was she
All she wanted to do was to stay in his arms and never flee
But then he saw the marks on her legs he couldn't help but want to cry
For they looked so painful, but he smiled and told a loving lie
He told her how beautiful they were
And she eyed him critically "Are you sure?"
He rolled his eyes and said "I will prove it"
With a gasp as lips met skin, skin teeth bit
A sweet tender silence began to rein
Making her forget she shame and the pain
He made her feel cherished and loved with his lips, teeth, dick and fingers
He made her forget with the way he lingers
He made her know she was beautiful in her own way
And his lesson is remembered to this very day
On her arms they did lay
He didn't know what to say or what to do
He just knew he loved her anyway
He thought of them as a guide
But this he would never confide
He knew she was ashamed of the marks
So he made absolutely no remarks
But one day while they were alone
Thoughts of the lines on her body were made it known
He took off her shirt and kissed the marks
He ignored her so bitter remarks
She didn't know what to do when he pressed his lips against her skin
All she knew is that she wanted it again and again
The lines didn't ruin her beauty, it enhanced it
He tried to make her see it, tried to make her admit it
But the seeds of self loathing had taken root
So she pulled away and reached for a boot
He pulled her back and kissed her lips
Tracing the lines with his coarse fingertips
He couldn't help comparing her to a tiger with its stripes
No matter how her mouth began it's gripes
She didn't know what to do when he laid her down
She didn't resist when he kissed her frown
They were an unlikely pair
For her beauty was without a care
And he made mouths drool
When he was in high school
He touched only the lines that marked her skin
Tracing them again and again
She sighed and let him do it the way he did
The pleasure he gave her she never hid
He leaned forward and kissed each breast
Using his mouth and teeth as if he were taking a test
A singular sigh escaped her lips
At the feel of his coarse finger tips
And his hands pulled down her skirt
She unbuttoned and pushed aside his shirt
He was trying to prove a point but so was she
All she wanted to do was to stay in his arms and never flee
But then he saw the marks on her legs he couldn't help but want to cry
For they looked so painful, but he smiled and told a loving lie
He told her how beautiful they were
And she eyed him critically "Are you sure?"
He rolled his eyes and said "I will prove it"
With a gasp as lips met skin, skin teeth bit
A sweet tender silence began to rein
Making her forget she shame and the pain
He made her feel cherished and loved with his lips, teeth, dick and fingers
He made her forget with the way he lingers
He made her know she was beautiful in her own way
And his lesson is remembered to this very day
Published 10th Oct 2014
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19th Oct 2014 8:55am
He leaned forward and kissed each breast
Using his mouth and teeth as if he were taking a test
A singular sigh escaped her lips
At the feel of his coarse finger tips
Oooooh... there's so much facial expression when someone's problem-solving and it matters. Purse your lips, pinch skin between slightly parted teeth, let it slide, while flickering a tongue over, breath out, sigh over skin... details!
A single brushstroke that can deliver that much insider sensation has more than hypnotic impact. It's lasting resonance. Your steamy work is amazing. Don't let assholes rush you. No woman sensual enough to feel a slooow burning fuse, with needs felt in as many facets as you should make love without every single chamber fulfilled.
Buuuut, clearly you already knew this...
He made her feel cherished and loved with his lips, teeth, dick and fingers
He made her forget with the way he lingers
He made her know she was beautiful in her own way
And his lesson is remembered to this very day
Flaws are beautiful because they're real. And because ultimately the most intimate thing in the universe is vulnerability. Every single man alive or dead, including fictional characters, deities, what the fuck ever has the same primal fear: Handing the keys of his mind over. Kiss a flaw and make it beautiful though, and you honor the trust of someone exposing their vulnerability. That's beyond seduction, as it's elevating a flaw while handing over the keys to your heart.
Using his mouth and teeth as if he were taking a test
A singular sigh escaped her lips
At the feel of his coarse finger tips
Oooooh... there's so much facial expression when someone's problem-solving and it matters. Purse your lips, pinch skin between slightly parted teeth, let it slide, while flickering a tongue over, breath out, sigh over skin... details!
A single brushstroke that can deliver that much insider sensation has more than hypnotic impact. It's lasting resonance. Your steamy work is amazing. Don't let assholes rush you. No woman sensual enough to feel a slooow burning fuse, with needs felt in as many facets as you should make love without every single chamber fulfilled.
Buuuut, clearly you already knew this...
He made her feel cherished and loved with his lips, teeth, dick and fingers
He made her forget with the way he lingers
He made her know she was beautiful in her own way
And his lesson is remembered to this very day
Flaws are beautiful because they're real. And because ultimately the most intimate thing in the universe is vulnerability. Every single man alive or dead, including fictional characters, deities, what the fuck ever has the same primal fear: Handing the keys of his mind over. Kiss a flaw and make it beautiful though, and you honor the trust of someone exposing their vulnerability. That's beyond seduction, as it's elevating a flaw while handing over the keys to your heart.
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