i + ii

i.

it’s the build-up
it’s the fucking build-up
it’s words upon words
upon images
upon
you
upon
me
it’s delicious
and hell
and it
makes
me
growl
and you love it
shut it
you do
and i love
that you love it
i think
fuck
i started it
the shit
you know i did
“yeah…
nice guys finish last…
after she’s finished
five or six times”
you rolled your eyes
and your R
and took my hand
you said
“the build-up makes it
perfe–”
and i kissed you
i kissed you
how’s your
fucking build-up
now?

ii

awake
but not
fully
you almost
didn’t notice
it
the touch
at first
it’s like
a leftover
light
the ghost of
touches past
almost soothing enough
almost
you stir
your moan
is almost a protest
almost
kineticsexualenergy
takes over
but not
fully
lips on lips
on
skin on skin
teasing
quietly
yearning
silent
aching
arching
starting
lips on hips
on
and
on
until teasing
stops

14 thoughts on “i + ii

  1. ‘i’ makes me want to get pushed up against a wall so hard I go through it.

    ‘ii.’ well now that one’s just sweet. “lips on hips” is my fave part.

    have your people talk to my people and we’ll do lunch. resched. pencil it in. etc.

  2. I found your blog through a comment of a blog on a comment within a blog. Or something like that. Anyway, it’s awesome. I was one of those people reading and not commenting, and since I got called out, here you go. A comment.

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