The Need Within

So, the dance begins.  
The same one we've followed for the past year.  
You look at me, and I at you.  
We share a smile, say I love yous,  
look back to our own tasks.  
Normally, sure, that would be great.  
However…
What I need is so much more.  
I need you to want me.  
To need me the way I need you.  
I want you to fucking beg.  
The way you have made me grovel.  
The "cuddles" are wonderful  
But I cannot survive on that alone.  
I want.  
I NEED.  
I need your lips on mine.  
With something other than a gentle love.  
I need to feel your passion.  
I need to feel you still HAVE passion.  
I need to feel those lips bring me to breathlessness.  
Intelligent thought fading into nothingness
I need to feel your tongue sweep inside,  
Probing and insistently claiming.  
That kiss that states that I am yours and you want me.
No.  
NEED me.
I need you to want to continue that kiss.  
Make it linger, make it last.  
I need your touch,  
And not just to hold me.  
I need your fingers trailing along my flesh,  
Palms smoothing over my skin  
With ever increasing interest.  
I need to feel your digits digging into my hips,  
Dragging me tighter against you,  
As your desire rises within you.  
I need to feel those hands  
Caressing every inch of me,  
Without the slightest hesitation.  
I need to feel your hunger and see it in your eyes.  
The stare that causes my spine to tremble,  
Sending shivers throughout my body.  
The gaze that says I am your next meal.  
I need to feel your mouth on my physique  
I need you to use your lips on me like a weapon.  
You know just what paths to follow.  
I need to feel your anatomy against mine.  
Bare flesh to bare flesh.  
I need you to hold me still,  
So you can continue your exploration of my surface.  
You know I never can be stationary.
I need you to let me touch you.  
More than just a casual brush, a soft loving pat.  
I need to map your body with my hands  
Until you are begging for my manipulation.  
I need to wriggle my frame against yours.  
To feel our skins slide slickly together.  
I need to hear your breath in my ear.  
The quick intake that tells me  
I have hit my mark.  
I need to feel your heart race beneath my palms.  
Your reaction a small triumph.  
I need to worship at the level of your basest dreams.
The naughty predilections in your psyche  
I need to have my mouth on you.  
Adore every inch with my lips, tongue and teeth.  
I need to cover you,  
To sink down on you so slowly  
That you start to squirm.  
I need to see you behold me  
In that expression of surprised awe.  
The look that says that you are  
Completely under my control, now.  
That you need this.  
I need to dance in that ancient primal rhythm atop you,  
Your conscious scrabbling to keep hold of your sanity.  
To push you further than you were prepared for
I need to see that moment.  
The one where you lose the battle.  
When you turn into my Monster
…my Beast.  
I need you to take me over.  
Show me that side so rarely seen.  
The one that commands my very soul.  
I need you to make me submit to your will.  
To demand my unconditional surrender.  
I need you to fuck me.  
Nothing gentle on your agenda.  
I need you to take me hard, deep and rough.  
Give me everything you have and more.  
I need you to make me plead for mercy.  
To moan for release and not really mean it.  
I don't want this to end.  
I need you to lose yourself,  
Give over completely to the animal in you.
That inescapable instinct at your core  
I need to watch you shatter.  
To hear that groan of absolute defeat  
As your form freezes and quakes
And you blow your load.  
I need to feel you fill me,  
Feeding my lust for your essence.  
I need to feel myself explode.  
That weightless little death.  
To hear the cry ripped from my lips.  
I need to see that demeanor of male satisfaction.  
Your eyes speaking volumes of your conquest, at last, achieved.  
And the certainty that this is far from over.