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Bound

He felt like forever, and depicted heaven as he made me chase him to hell and back as he carved his nodated sexuality in the depths of me whilst I kissed his pride, and unseen wounds, whilst blowing kisses to him upon a gentle breeze, hoping they’d find his fractured heart & soul.    
   
Nurturing and nourishing our beings, and there’s no time to wallow in regret for things that cannot be changed or undone, and the lessons lie in acknowledging those things that happened, and not making the same mistakes again.    
   
His words compel me, and I can’t help but cherish the mutual surrender that unfolds between us, and like a wildflower encased in the ochre tinged dirt, we’ll grow wildly in between the notions of our yearnings as we beckon one another to the altar of sacrifice.    
   
He tastes holier than then with a smidgen of undisclosed but visible deviance, and just like fine wine he’s aged with time, and I dreamt of him consuming me senselessly whilst humming the letters of his name methodically under my breath as he fuels my desire, and I burn for him like a raging bonfire has been lit deep within, from dusk til dawn.    
   
There’s truth in the feeling of knowing he reaches for me, and knowing comes during those moments I’m awakened by him thrusting into the depths of me until I’m lucidly but acutely aware of his need, and all I can do is follow his lead, in the opposite direction as he grinds me deeply whilst plunging his rock hard notions in the depths of me to increase his perpetual bliss.    
   
Leaving us both intoxicated, and aching for more of him lodged in the depths of me, pulsating and throbbing until he takes my breath away from the width and depth of his swollen arrogance, and my shattered pride as he kisses my heart & soul with such an intensity that it takes my breath away.    
   
He’s the thought that triggers my feelings, and within him, I taste the promise of his love upon his breathe as he sustains me through channeling his energy as we master the art of trembling violently upon one another.    
   
Filling me deeper, until the innocence within his bare hands leaves me gaping wide errr while he gazes into the depths of me, dripping all over him, and our hearts were always bound by silken chords upon the notion of undying devotion.    
   
Intricately, yet forcefully he violates me in the least prurient ways, until I’m quivering all over him and divine absolution can be attained, like a silent prayer for which no words could define and I worship his existence.    
   
He’ll always be the equivalent to destiny as we tempt fate, both flesh & bone whilst he liberates himself upon my lips, and penetrates my senses as we teeter upon pausal moments of frustration & uncertainty, until my bare cunt craves his seed, like the Sahara craves the rain.    
   
He quenches my thirst, and douses me in his flames as I flick and stoke the embers of our fire, immersing ourselves in our shared desire as we lure one another to the edge of temptation, time and time again.    
   
He’ll always be the unchained melody that syncopates my sticky love notes as we lovingly strum upon each other, and hum canticles in unity whilst we graciously pulsate upon the fringes of each other.
Written by shadow_starzzz
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Author's Note
I’m bound to see him... again ! 🤓💙
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