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I thought...
I thought i was lying on my back, under the sheets, in the big double size bed, the muscles of my naked torso sharp and pumped up, i turn the head on my left side, i see you, lying on your back too, your forearm grazing mine, in your neat underwear and a thin cotton shirt, we are both all sweaty, i can see your skin by transparency where the cloth is wet, you turn your head too, you watch me, you smile, blushing but with a lustful shine in your eyes, it excites me, and you slowly climb on my body, rubbing, pressing the closest you can, leaning on me, staring at me, challenging me, then i clutch your palms in mine, i shackle you, and swiftly but softly turn you and press your back on the matress, i'm the one leaning on you now, our arms stretched over our heads, i hold on the clutch, you're my prisoner, and i murmur, confident, all my licencious thoughts, i'm gently smiling, you didn't drop your lacivious smile and the sparkles in your glance seem stronger, i'm ready to act on my desires, take on your body, make it my feast, rising to delight, and in a brief moment i release my delicate grip on your hands, as i want to let you the choice to protect yourself, cross your arms on your chest, shove me off of you, for that little moment i wait, you are free, and my heart swells as you don't move, i feel that unspeakable peace in that moment where we are, both willingly, now as one.