gluttony

i'm a glutton for you

Wet Ink by Rithu: Regular
Damien:

Whipped cream and honey

on cinnamon-caramel skin.

Ice beads on warm bronze.

I lick off the cream and drink deep.

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My salt lingers on your lips,

I taste better on you.

You taste of the sea,

wild and silky.

Umami blooms

hot in my mouth.

.

As the heat cools,

a faint sour settles

on my tongue,

opening into sharp bitterness.

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I watch your back disappear.

…

My favorite candy traces my lips

in a slow, passionate, deep kiss.

So soft like sugar drizzled on top,

the taste of you is something I’ve missed.

.

I taste the saltiness of you,

as tongues lace slow, dragging

between lips, you

taste like ocean rain,

it comes in waves.

A tidal pull to your love.

Umami follows in the deep

embrace of our mouths.

.

We continue our tongue

twisting tango, as the hint

of lime lined lips overtake,

surrendering to your taste,

the bitterness follows as

we ignore all haste

and continue slow.

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I cannot wait until next time.

…

When I see you next,

be warned I may not be gentle.

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I’ll greet you ice cold,

angry you have stayed away so long.

Careful, I may bite that full lower lip;

the hot, salty iron tang excites me.

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I’ll drink cold wine

and enclose your silt steel warmth

in my icy mouth.

Cold rivulets slide down your skin

vanishing against your heat.

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I’ll mark you with my teeth and nails,

tie you down with silken sashes

and hold you there while

I crest the waves of pleasure you bring.

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All mine—you cannot leave again.

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Here to stay, in the ways you create,

be warned, I may never leave.

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I anticipate you as you weave

your way along my extents.

Ready to receive, lips and kiss,

and all your sensual intents.

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I’ll salivate at the thought

of your mouth’s warm and wet,

I wait patient for that caress,

undressed to your desire, no duress.

What’s next? You take control,

tied into these pillars in my role.

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Leave your design in my skin,

as we unwind again and again,

repetition in our motions like oceans,

your desire is now my lust potion.

.

All yours, you have full control.

…

I might share if you ask nicely

and promise, this time,

to stay.

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Copyright: Wet Ink by Rithu & Damien

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