So it happened. It’s happening. It will happen.
Holy fucking shit. Excuse my french. But, wow!
Seems I successfully manifested my wildest dream — you.
Never thought I’d ever get wet for someone asking me “what are you doing next weekend?” — but you asking isn’t the usual mondaine ask. You asking is loaded.
Despite all the silences, all the unspoken words — I understood perfectly. Just as you knew I would. I understood the assignment.
No, I don’t have anything planned. Yes, I will meet you up. Of fucking course. Excuse my french, once more.
There is no misunderstanding between us. Everything is crystal clear. We don’t even need to speak. We just know. We just feel.
Let’s have a coffee, let’s have dinner, let’s have a glass of wine. Let’s do what we both know we want to do. All of it. And I’m not talking about the coffee, nor the dinner, nor the wine.
Funny how life is. Funny how six months ago I started falling for you — and wrote all those unsent letters. Funny how four months ago you told her how much you adore me — and snatched my phone number. Funny how this month I’ll lick you up — and you’ll eat me out.
It’s going to be fucking majestic. I don’t think you realize fully. Wait until you see me walk in. Wait until I stare at you with those blue eyes of mine. Wait until you feel drunk without taking a single sip. Oh, you just wait! Just a bit more patience — and I’ll show you. I’ll show you who I am — truly, deeply.
Then you’ll understand — I don’t play games. Then you’ll understand — I mean what I say. And even more what I don’t say — I’ll just show you.
No more guessing true meaning between the lines. I will make everything so obvious that you might feel disoriented for a short while.
I will worship your body like no one ever did. It’s going to feel confusing at first, before it feels exhilarating.
Just take a few deep breaths — I’ll guide you through it. After that, I’ll let you unleash the beast within you — unleash the beast within me. Man, it’s going to be something out of this world.
Don’t be scared, enjoy the fleeting moment that is ahead of us. And if this is the only time we ever get to collide — then let’s make it count. Make the most of it — take the most of it.
Let us drench in sweat. So be it.
You’ll catch me later — that much I know.
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