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Styles Nov 21
The rope bites deep, a fiery embrace,
Twisting, binding, claiming its space.
Flesh remembers each tender sting,
A captive rhythm to which I cling.

I writhe, I pull, the knots hold tight,
Time dissolves in the grip of night.
Minutes or hours, I cannot say,
Suspended here, where shadows play.

Then a presence, electric, near,
A whisper of breath I ache to hear.
The room hums low with silent demand,
As power approaches—steady, unmanned.

A brush of warmth, a fleeting touch,
My pulse ignites; it’s all too much.
Yet still, I’m caught in this sweet refrain,
Bound in the pleasure, awaiting the pain.
Styles Nov 21
I love you; the words ignite my flame,
A fire that trembles at your very name.
I need you—no gentle, whispered plea,
But a raw, unyielding ache in me.

Break me, shatter my fragile control,
Take every piece, every part, every whole.
Your hands, your will, your unspoken art,
Molding desire, commanding my heart.

No apologies, no regret, no retreat,
Just the rhythm of us, untamed, complete.
I surrender, willingly, to your call,
I love you, I need you—to take it all
Styles Nov 21
A whisper slips through the ether's sway,
A sultry secret to brighten his day.
A snapshot taken, a tease, a dare,
A playful reminder—no fabric is there.

Wherever I wander, whatever I do,
The thought lingers softly, deliciously true.
No lace to confine, no silk to betray,
Only the thrill of the game we play.

It's easy, it's wicked, a spark in the night,
A message of longing, of pure delight.
Through the lens, my confession, my silent decree:
I am bare beneath, and he's the key.
Styles Nov 20
Your trust in us;
         makes me so *****
         it aches
         in a good way
         you take care of me
Styles Nov 20
Our lips met
wet, from the rain.
after that you let,
get, inside and we came.

Ever since that moment,
I haven't been the same.
I can't forget, how you felt,
our body-heat could melt a flame.
Styles Nov 3
You captured me with just one glance,
Bound by your touch, lost in this dance.
I crave your skin, your heat, your taste,
No drop of you will go to waste.

I slide in deep, you pull me tight,
Our worlds collide in perfect night.
Juices flow as desire peaks,
In you, my every need it seeks.

Your body tempts, I can't resist,
Lost in the fire of every kiss.
Tonight, I’m yours, no need to hide,
Consumed by pleasure, I’m by your side.
Styles Nov 3
You captured me with just one glance,
Bound by grace, lost in this dance.
Entice me now, your pleasure near,
Intoxicate, make all things clear.

I long to feel your softest skin,
Between your thighs, desire begins.
Fantasies ignite within,
I crave your touch, the heat, the sin.

Limbs spread wide, I lose control,
Your taste, your scent—devouring whole.
As I slide deep, you pull me tight,
Our worlds collide in perfect night.

Your juices flow, my pride, it swells,
The need to fill you—time will tell.
Each ******, a surge, my body’s plea,
Intense release, as you tempt me.

Bound by this rhythm, I crave it all,
Loving the pleasure, feeling the call.
Tonight, I’m yours, no need to hide,
Lost in the heat of this wild ride.
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