two pillows
in the small of his back

a tight strip of leather
with red stitching
around his throat

her smiling eyes
and hungry mouth
in front of him

one delicate hand
gripped the collar
pulling it tight
as he leaned forward
to meet her lips

the world
was an explosion
of desperate needs
into a flush
of desire and necessity

her other hand
pushed him back
as the grip and leather
an expulsion
of moaning and hunger
escaped his pursed lips

her smile
flashed viscious
as her eyes
radiated love
at odds at war
an excitement
that left a soaked spot
upon his legs

he belongs to her
and soul
her fire consumes him
her lips soothe him
her body
her hands her eyes
control him

the game is one of expression

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