Show me
You always do,
Soft butterfly kisses
Your lips glide on my flesh my flesh reacting .. quivering
Soft whispers from your mouth to my body I ache for you
Lips on me, fingers grasping probing caressing me … I am, out of breath
Your breath hot sweet so close on my skin there is no separation of you to me
So gentle so loving so subtle
But no, tonight I beg you hold me tighter a bit tighter than you would
My nipples, pinch them just a bit harder than you might for me
Mouth to my swollen lips not sweet gentle tender kisses now
bite down the slightest bit make me feel it more than I may have expected
grab my hair and pull firmer than as yet you have
make my breath catch in a different way than I am used to
heart pounding from head to toe
lips to my skin teeth sinking into my neck a bit more than I remember
give in just a little to the animal inside show me what I ignite in you
hand to my ass add a slight bit more sting than I would ask for
tie me down a bit firmer bind me a bit tighter grip me a bit stronger
whip me a bit harder fill me a bit deeper thrusting a bit more fiercely
toys thoughts actions set some of your primal self free with me
give me that gift open that window into to you show me, we can always go back
show me a slight bit more of your world
More than I think I am ready to see, because again, I could be wrong…
maybe against my will a bit, but not against my desire
then bring me back …gently soothing caressing whispering kisses
soft butterfly kisses…
show me show…….me…..
I love you
As I sit here at my desk watching my flashing curser awaiting my fingers energy to bring the words inside to life, my spirit searches back away from this 21century back across oceans if time across deserts of emotions and space …
To the time of the first true fight for what was then considered right and wrong…
The war of the angels..
A time when there were many realms and emissaries.Higher beings of the one true source
passed easily between them all.. The balance seemed right, the all was in harmony
Except… for true balance, for true harmony, there must be dark to light pleasure to pain peace to anger love to hate. The one emissary, Angels as we call them to decide this silently to himself was one known as Eno …
Eno was the one given to vanity and desire and lust finding and feeling needs for things no other emissary ever thought or tasted. Some, that have studied him deep and well, say he was evil born. That as the one true energy was creating the worlds it knew, there must be all to be truly balanced but not wanting his children, these very cherished parts of himself to suffer from the pains he infused all the negatives into one being but then in an attempt to lock the darkness inside its soul he infused it with the highest amount of love possible while still filling the others with love as well..
ENO was this one and for much time the love reigned, sustained in him and held the dark at bay…
Love to the emissaries was all and equal. All things to be loved give love share love and receive in no other way than simply the energy that love is .. The warm glowing light the euphoric feeling of walking on air of beautiful music from birds on high, sweetest scent of flowers, and this was how they existed. All was love in this way.. But not a need or desire or hunger just the energy that is love and all were happy…one
As the one true energy sees all is well the decision is made to make man and creates a world and fills it with animals and foliage oceans mountains deserts jungles and humans
Curious they are given all, thinking “they are lesser” and would do much less damage with all light dark pleasure pain and so on..
ENO filled with so much love and the need to share and spread this energy is drawn to this new realm and for the longest time he sits above watching as these humans, these
Simple uderlings interact with each other. Noticing they have such a large spectrum of emotions and needs and desires ENOS own darkness begins to awaken….
Gradually ENO begins feeling a change in his love, feeling not just the pure energy they all knew but more, hunger needs desire. He would dream at times of the touch and taste and feel of another against him. He would spend much time watching the humans and watching their planet as it grew and changed he noticed the animals and how the one would overpower and take the other saw how the humans did this as well the scent from this so sweet to his palate making him want .. making his hunger grow….
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