I like the way your breathing changes...

I will tell you what I like and you can tell me what you think.


 I like the way your breathing changes when you come into the room and see how it has been prepared for you. I like the way that the knowledge that I know everything that you have ever dreamed of doing or of having done to you makes you clumsy with lust and longing as you hold your wrists out to me to be cased in leather.
I like the way that, when I ask you who you are, you say: “I am yours David. You, who know me more than anyone, who has always been here waiting for me.”
& I like the way that you, as you fold yourself down onto your knees and raise your eyes to me, say: “It is time now. Please. Begin.”

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