Pairing-Smacked
Rating-T (ish)
Disclaimer-I own nothing outside of my mind, and the Zufällig piles of my stuff strewn about my house from my apartment.
I'm open to any and all feedback. :D
Lust
Sex
Emotion
Devotion
Power
Passion
Amazing
Fuel
Real
“Stella, are Du coming? Danny ran the fibers that Du collected at the roller rink and he sagte that it may indeed be a lead and….”
It is amazing of how powerful words are
They rush over Du like a wave, a tidal wave
Quenching every pore, every square inch of skin, every neuron in your brain
And then some
Its refreshing
But scary
Scary of how fast his words take over you
Like a dominatrix
With a whip
In full S&M gear
Du try to talk oder even look at him, but Du can't
Du want too, Du need too
Du need to say something so it doesn’t make this situation awkward but
You’re transfixed
Von a spell
With Du as the victim...in a good way
And with him as the caster
The wizard
The seductive wizard
He casts it
It hits you
Du are Lost
In a passionate vigor of sexual feelings
In his eyes and
In his muscular forearms that
Ooze of sex and domination
And in him
It radiates to you
Du let it
Du want it
Du need it
Du crave it
It goes in you
And the spell works its magic in you
Du remember his words that he just told Du mere Sekunden ago
His spell
Remains a part of you
Like a mark
An eternal mark
That lives inside of Du forever and ever
Cause his words are that powerful
“Stella, are Du even listening to me….”
You hear yourself breathing harder and heavier
In rhythm with an unknown tempo
The tempo of the spell
The tempo of the words
Du feel your mouth gaping
Getting turned on
Wanting it
Mehr
And
More
And
More
“Oh okay, so we’re going to play this game, fine, I’ll play your little game with you, Stella….”
You don't know what oder who to believe anymore
Du Liebe it
Du want Mehr of it
Its a craving
Like chocolate
Like a drug
Like a sin
An intellectual sin
Of lust
Of emotion
Of devotion
Of passion, and
Of sex
Nobody has ever made Du feel this way before
“I guess I’ll just have to bring Du to the lab with me, Stella….”
You look up
Chest heaving up and down dangerously fast
And then
All time stops
Du see hazel looking at you
His eyes
Full of the same feelings Du just felt
And want Mehr of
And crave
Like a drug
Like a sin
Like the spell
Are all in the windows to the soul
His eyes
Rating-T (ish)
Disclaimer-I own nothing outside of my mind, and the Zufällig piles of my stuff strewn about my house from my apartment.
I'm open to any and all feedback. :D
Lust
Sex
Emotion
Devotion
Power
Passion
Amazing
Fuel
Real
“Stella, are Du coming? Danny ran the fibers that Du collected at the roller rink and he sagte that it may indeed be a lead and….”
It is amazing of how powerful words are
They rush over Du like a wave, a tidal wave
Quenching every pore, every square inch of skin, every neuron in your brain
And then some
Its refreshing
But scary
Scary of how fast his words take over you
Like a dominatrix
With a whip
In full S&M gear
Du try to talk oder even look at him, but Du can't
Du want too, Du need too
Du need to say something so it doesn’t make this situation awkward but
You’re transfixed
Von a spell
With Du as the victim...in a good way
And with him as the caster
The wizard
The seductive wizard
He casts it
It hits you
Du are Lost
In a passionate vigor of sexual feelings
In his eyes and
In his muscular forearms that
Ooze of sex and domination
And in him
It radiates to you
Du let it
Du want it
Du need it
Du crave it
It goes in you
And the spell works its magic in you
Du remember his words that he just told Du mere Sekunden ago
His spell
Remains a part of you
Like a mark
An eternal mark
That lives inside of Du forever and ever
Cause his words are that powerful
“Stella, are Du even listening to me….”
You hear yourself breathing harder and heavier
In rhythm with an unknown tempo
The tempo of the spell
The tempo of the words
Du feel your mouth gaping
Getting turned on
Wanting it
Mehr
And
More
And
More
“Oh okay, so we’re going to play this game, fine, I’ll play your little game with you, Stella….”
You don't know what oder who to believe anymore
Du Liebe it
Du want Mehr of it
Its a craving
Like chocolate
Like a drug
Like a sin
An intellectual sin
Of lust
Of emotion
Of devotion
Of passion, and
Of sex
Nobody has ever made Du feel this way before
“I guess I’ll just have to bring Du to the lab with me, Stella….”
You look up
Chest heaving up and down dangerously fast
And then
All time stops
Du see hazel looking at you
His eyes
Full of the same feelings Du just felt
And want Mehr of
And crave
Like a drug
Like a sin
Like the spell
Are all in the windows to the soul
His eyes
