I'm in your sights, my flesh awakens.
Your growl stirs the white heat within me.
The tone suddenly controls my breath, I'm panting.
The eyes of your hunger, I'm the feast you will savor.

Your clever dance circles me, planning and calculating.
I'm your prey willing to be captured, frozen in my stance.
I'm awaiting the pounce. Held down, trapped, bitten and tasted.
I'm ready for you. My heart races, blood rushing to the corners of my flesh.

Strike with your tongue, an open palm, the crown of your weapon. You are the king.
Crouched on bent knees, I'm braced for the impact of your need.
Taken, no flesh untouched, you are filled with my taste.
I'm pulled into your den, until you begin again.

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