Leave

Its hot in this room, in this place,
Body feverish with the sweat of redemption...and longing just the same.
That sneaky growl that escapes my throat when the tease is driving my mind to insanity, my body to the edge of escape and I'm made to wait.
Waste too be without this... need this.. . Tongue lips, hips jiving to his rhythm.
No more then this, a connection, release, and I leave quietly in the dark while he sleeps.
Arrangement, no chains, no holds just a roll in the sheets when need arises.
Something to feed the hunger, a feast to settle our demons for a moment....
A tasty release.... before I....
Take leave...