You Bring the Darness

You Bring the Darkness

You bring the darkness, wrapped around me.

Nothing to do for it. I stretch my senses. Hardwood creaks.

You bring silence, rolled and plugged.

Nothing to do for it. I stretch my senses. A breeze prickles my arm. You're close. I can feel it.

You bring touch, electric. Your palm traces along my forearm, then my calves, and then you've taken my freedom.

Nothing to do for it. My arms and legs are pinned, every single hair standing straight. I struggle, to no avail. Succumbing, I surround myself in stillness, and breath deep. Far away, your arousal beckons.

You bring your scent. I inhale and take you in, desperately trying to grip my leaking arousal with my thighs.

Nothing to do for it. The bonds are too tight. I lift my head to search for more, aching.

You bring pain, making me grunt. God, it hurts so good. I'm so desperate for something, anything you'll give me.

Nothing to do for it. I can hear my voice, deep and hollow, begging you. Apologizing for not following directions. I knew better.

You bring your taste, and I shake. I'm so tempted to bury my face into your sex, like the wanton slut you've made me.

Nothing to do for it. I've learned my lesson. I take my time, savoring each drop of you. I let my tongue trace patterns up and down, the way I know you like it.

You bring your lips, tracing down my cheeks and neck, teasing my nipples until I squirm. You work your way lower, zigzagging with agonizing patience. Finally, you reach my arousal and envelop me in a single gulp. Your mouth is warm, welcoming. My desire flows into you, and then you open your mouth and release it back, again and again.

You bring me close, so very close. It took no time at all. With all distractions removed, I've lost myself in pleasure - the ecstasy of this moment with you. Nothing else exists.

Nothing to do for it. I can feel myself leaking into your mouth, and the subtle hum of your breath catching against me, as I know you've tasted what you've done. Just as I prepare to let pleasure overtake me, you stop. You must have known. You always know.

You bring your presence, straddling my chest. God, how I wish I could move. How I wish I could reach you, grab your thighs, your breasts, anything.

Nothing to do for it. Your body grinds against me. Fuck, you are touching yourself, aren't you? Your fingers press urgently deep inside; primal thrusts taking over. Your thighs twitch in anticipation, and your toes curl.

You bring your essence, gushing forth from you. You soak my body, over and over. Just when it seems you're done, another wave of warmth rushes over me.

Nothing to do for it. I want so badly to look at up you, but there's only darkness. I use the only thing you left me - my voice. I whisper, telling you how much I need you. I moan for you. I beg. I thank you for this gift of your body, and I wish that you'd release me, so that I can give you a gift of my own.

You grant my wish, loosening the bond around one wrist. That's all I need. Light, sound, and full freedom of motion follow.

I bring you my lust, this pent-up desire. It's the only thing that's real, in this moment.

I take you in my arms, holding you down against the bed - the same bed where you so recently held me captive. You don't struggle, meeting my eyes with yours.

I bring my body, pressed against yours. I take you. I hold back nothing as I enter you, hard. I allow your legs to wrap around me, pulling me deeper. Filling me with you, and you with me.

I bring my hands, wrapped around your throat as I thrust and pulse within you. This is what I've been aching for. I've needed you for so very long. Now I have you, and you aren't going anywhere.

Nothing to do for it. All you can do is pull me in closer, deeper. All you want is to envelop me. All you need is what I'm about to give you.

I bring you my orgasm, shaking as I fill you over and over. I bring you my lips, pressed against yours. I hold you tight as you clench around me, milking out every drop. Spent, I finally collapse.

I bring you close, as you place your head against my chest.

We bring one another touch, and the warmth of a tight embrace as day gives way to dusk.