the unknown

i never want to go. don't ever let me go. don't ever stray.

i never want to leave. i want him with me and i want to massage him in my hands, i want to roll him on my tongue, i want to look at him with heavy and love-hazy eyes and sit in his lap and kiss him while i press my hips into his. while i urge him to tease my tight hole with fingertips and press my mouth against his ear hotly with my fingers in his hair tell him i'm his. i will fill his mouth if it makes him drool for me and hump the air. i will make him mine with no conditions of surrender, bending over and showing him how ready i am. with all that soft skin and my clean, natural scent, the way my thighs look impossibly long reaching towards my wanton, lifted ass... i will take him completely. i will be his but he will never look away. we are one another's. a long line of sweet suffering inflicted for this impossible trap we are in. god i want to suffer with him here, i want to lick up his moans and i want him to lap mine out of my throat. i want to ride him and grab his chest, his hips as i show him what a needy boy's capable of. i want him to breathe and tickle the back of my neck while he falls asleep and feel his lips press against my throat, the soft sucking and kissing of my pulse.