A
noble man. I see.
The
black attire you're wearing brings out your eyes. The golden-like
embroidery decorating your suit glorifies your skin.
I
need to come closer to you. After a few steps I can smell the natural
aroma of your skin. It reminds me of something tart. But what? And
how can a creature holding a beauty like yours be associated with
something sour? Something is amiss. Or you may be bearing a secret.
Interesting.
Then
suddenly your body temperature increases. As it goes higher and
higher you take off your black robes one by one. In an incredibly
sensual slowness. I try to swallow but my throat is hoarse.
The
steam your surface emits enhances my curiosity. Who are you? What are
you? How in the world are you able to make me blush with nothing but
a gaze.
Warm.
My cheeks are in flame.
Red?
No, lighter. But somehow darker. Copper. Yes, like copper your body
shines under the bright light. Just like a ginger. My favourite
flavour. Mmh.
I
involuntarily and inevitably walk towards you, enraptured by your
chestnut eyes. I didn't realise you were staring at me since the
beginning.
Then,
a contact!
How
is it possible for you to touch my lips, my tongue, even if so
lightly, and start a fire inside me? I feel it cracking. Deep, deep
down, way down in my inner self. Where no one else managed to reach
to.
Hot.
The
more I taste you, the more I feel seized by your strength. The more
you touch me, the more I fall for you.
Thank
you, Earl Grey <3