Pairing-Smacked
Rating-T (ish)
Disclaimer-I own nothing outside of my mind, and the bila mpangilio piles of my stuff strewn about my house from my apartment.
I'm open to any and all feedback. :D
Lust
Sex
Emotion
Devotion
Power
Passion
Amazing
Fuel
Real
“Stella, are wewe coming? Danny ran the fibers that wewe collected at the roller rink and he alisema that it may indeed be a lead and….”
It is amazing of how powerful words are
They rush over wewe like a wave, a tidal wave
Quenching every pore, every square inch of skin, every neuron in your brain
And then some
Its refreshing
But scary
Scary of how fast his words take over you
Like a dominatrix
With a whip
In full S&M gear
wewe try to talk au even look at him, but wewe can't
wewe want too, wewe need too
wewe need to say something so it doesn’t make this situation awkward but
You’re transfixed
kwa a spell
With wewe as the victim...in a good way
And with him as the caster
The wizard
The seductive wizard
He casts it
It hits you
wewe are Lost
In a passionate vigor of sexual feelings
In his eyes and
In his muscular forearms that
Ooze of sex and domination
And in him
It radiates to you
wewe let it
wewe want it
wewe need it
wewe crave it
It goes in you
And the spell works its magic in you
wewe remember his words that he just told wewe mere sekunde ago
His spell
Remains a part of you
Like a mark
An eternal mark
That lives inside of wewe forever and ever
Cause his words are that powerful
“Stella, are wewe even listening to me….”
You hear yourself breathing harder and heavier
In rhythm with an unknown tempo
The tempo of the spell
The tempo of the words
wewe feel your mouth gaping
Getting turned on
Wanting it
zaidi
And
More
And
More
“Oh okay, so we’re going to play this game, fine, I’ll play your little game with you, Stella….”
You don't know what au who to believe anymore
wewe upendo it
wewe want zaidi of it
Its a craving
Like chocolate
Like a drug
Like a sin
An intellectual sin
Of lust
Of emotion
Of devotion
Of passion, and
Of sex
Nobody has ever made wewe feel this way before
“I guess I’ll just have to bring wewe to the lab with me, Stella….”
You look up
Chest heaving up and down dangerously fast
And then
All time stops
wewe see hazel looking at you
His eyes
Full of the same feelings wewe just felt
And want zaidi of
And crave
Like a drug
Like a sin
Like the spell
Are all in the windows to the soul
His eyes
Rating-T (ish)
Disclaimer-I own nothing outside of my mind, and the bila mpangilio piles of my stuff strewn about my house from my apartment.
I'm open to any and all feedback. :D
Lust
Sex
Emotion
Devotion
Power
Passion
Amazing
Fuel
Real
“Stella, are wewe coming? Danny ran the fibers that wewe collected at the roller rink and he alisema that it may indeed be a lead and….”
It is amazing of how powerful words are
They rush over wewe like a wave, a tidal wave
Quenching every pore, every square inch of skin, every neuron in your brain
And then some
Its refreshing
But scary
Scary of how fast his words take over you
Like a dominatrix
With a whip
In full S&M gear
wewe try to talk au even look at him, but wewe can't
wewe want too, wewe need too
wewe need to say something so it doesn’t make this situation awkward but
You’re transfixed
kwa a spell
With wewe as the victim...in a good way
And with him as the caster
The wizard
The seductive wizard
He casts it
It hits you
wewe are Lost
In a passionate vigor of sexual feelings
In his eyes and
In his muscular forearms that
Ooze of sex and domination
And in him
It radiates to you
wewe let it
wewe want it
wewe need it
wewe crave it
It goes in you
And the spell works its magic in you
wewe remember his words that he just told wewe mere sekunde ago
His spell
Remains a part of you
Like a mark
An eternal mark
That lives inside of wewe forever and ever
Cause his words are that powerful
“Stella, are wewe even listening to me….”
You hear yourself breathing harder and heavier
In rhythm with an unknown tempo
The tempo of the spell
The tempo of the words
wewe feel your mouth gaping
Getting turned on
Wanting it
zaidi
And
More
And
More
“Oh okay, so we’re going to play this game, fine, I’ll play your little game with you, Stella….”
You don't know what au who to believe anymore
wewe upendo it
wewe want zaidi of it
Its a craving
Like chocolate
Like a drug
Like a sin
An intellectual sin
Of lust
Of emotion
Of devotion
Of passion, and
Of sex
Nobody has ever made wewe feel this way before
“I guess I’ll just have to bring wewe to the lab with me, Stella….”
You look up
Chest heaving up and down dangerously fast
And then
All time stops
wewe see hazel looking at you
His eyes
Full of the same feelings wewe just felt
And want zaidi of
And crave
Like a drug
Like a sin
Like the spell
Are all in the windows to the soul
His eyes
