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beckon

 
roll the dice mix it up and stick it
the flavor in the atmosphere turns my head
I am a flirt feeling myself
in dangerous territory I scout your scene
still, I'm intrigued

dark stranger full of sex
I taste your masculinity
charming a vixen isn't easy
but damn it Sir the way you lay it down
I'm picking up what you offer
internally turning up and tuning in

sinister carnality
yeah I know you're a demon in man flesh
I'm interested how you got here
in my domain you spin a tale of want

full of self descending upon me
you push past my barriers
in the pain of the moment I moan
I commit the unforgivable and confess my need

insidious by nature you grimace
sacrificing your pride you pull me deeper in
peering into my soul
my truth unfurls
upon my honor I am yours

burning with hunger
I open to your sadistic need
forceful yet gentle you peel away the fear
you prick my desire
the sire over my masochism
on my knees I am found guilt free

as lust beckoned comes undone,
and pulses of pleasure, speak



Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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