-Devil Queen

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I want your body
pressed up against my heart.
I want your hands spreading my
thoughts,
Lingering over the curves of my
passions,
gripping my
hopes,
stroking my
opinions,
and cupping my
desires.

I want your soul
breathing heavily against my collarbones.
I want your thoughts
nibbling on my ears,
your passions
pressed against my lips,
your hopes
naked on my skin,
your opinions
hard under my hands
and your desires...
I want your desires
letting out soft little moans
against my soul.


I want you...

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𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴
𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨 𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘩 𝘮𝘺 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴
𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘮𝘺
𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘭𝘮 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴,𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘣
𝘏𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘱𝘪𝘦𝘳𝘤𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯
𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘮𝘺 𝘴𝘬𝘪𝘯.
"𝘐 𝘞𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘠𝘰𝘶!" 𝘐 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘨𝘦𝘥.
𝘏𝘦 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘦𝘢𝘳,"𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘰𝘧𝘧 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴".
𝘐 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘭𝘪𝘱.
"𝘛𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘢𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥, 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩."
𝘖𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘴 𝘐 𝘤𝘳𝘢𝘸𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘣𝘦𝘥.
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵,
𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴
𝘢𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘐 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘣𝘪𝘵𝘦...

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𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠 𝑚𝑦 𝑛𝑒𝑐𝑘
𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑒 𝑚𝑒
𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑚𝑦 𝒉𝑎𝑖𝑟
𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑐𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑠𝑝𝑖𝑛𝑒
𝒉𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑚𝑒 𝑑𝑜𝑤𝑛
𝑢𝑠𝑒 𝑢𝑟 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑢𝑒
𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑚𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑎𝑛
𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑠𝑡𝑜𝑝 '𝑡𝑖𝑙 𝐼'𝑚
𝙎𝙝𝙖𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜...

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𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙣 𝙝𝙚'𝙨 𝙝𝙞𝙩𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙞𝙩 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙛𝙧𝙤𝙢 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙗𝙖𝙘𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙝𝙚 𝙡𝙚𝙖𝙣𝙨 𝙤𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙧
"𝙳𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚛𝚞𝚗 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚒𝚝"

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𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦
𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐦𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫
𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐬
𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦
𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬
𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫
𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐛𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬
𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐬𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝
𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐟𝐥𝐚𝐰𝐬
𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐝
𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐦
𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫....

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$€X 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐛𝐮𝐭
𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬, 𝐭𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐡𝐮𝐠𝐬,
𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲,
𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬𝐬 𝐢𝐬
𝐚𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐢𝐧𝐠...

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Fill me deeper in you and
Take out the emptiness of distance...— % &

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Lick me
like your mouth
has the gift of reading
and I'm your favourite book
find your favourite page in
the soft spot between my legs
read it carefully
fluently
vividly
don't leave a single word
untouched...— % &

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I always crave you in the dark. My hands get this urgency to trace over the spots you touched last. A tap on my shoulder, a gentle graze against my back or the simple hug you embrace me with. I can feel you around me even when you are nowhere near.
Your scent has settled perfectly into my senses. So I cannot help but close my eyes and allow you to lead me...Tell me, where do you want me to touch?
Should I let my hands crawl down my hips? How do I reach my thighs? Do you want to taste the moisture that sleeps over my lips? My fingers want to play with the images you have planted into my thoughts. So when the night sky is covered in black, my visions sees only you...— % &

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