Amor de Meliadoul
Breaking through the bindings, forest fall
You hold your blade before you
Moonshine gleaning in the serene grove
The foe that ran in hiding
The foe that will be slain by thee
I watch you, friend, ally, Templar Knight
Ever vigilant, svelt, and beautiful
The furvour of the night
Love, lust, need of you
To have you, again, this night
I leap'd down from the trees
And straight your sword did slash
Met fast the defense of my own blade
Sweeping hits and crashing steel
A flashing light and you recognized me
Yet then it was too late
I slipped behind you and pulled you to me
And softly to the ground
I grasp my arms about your middle
Press my lips to your neck
Thine will no longer be in check
Your blade slips from your hand
You fall now to my whim
You long more for my touch you gently whisper of what I'm doing
Holding you so in the brush
I tell you I am to have you
You rouse now to be mine
To make love to you in this dark forest my willing concubine
Your gauntlets fall from your arms
Collarguard undone
Your verdant cloak clinging loosely to your skin
Soon at close of foreplay
Our consummation may begin
My hand cups o'er your soft round breasts
Through the warm green cloth
My tongue tickles along your ear,
You dost not protest
Your fingers laced to mine tighten as I blow a warm soft air
I kiss gently along your throat
You beg of me for more
I undo your cloak, and softly so,
Expose you to the night
With gliding hands I survey the land
At the bases of your peaks
Squeeze and press
Pull and twist
I pinch your zeniths sweet
Still I suckle at your pulse
And quickly I feel your temperature rise
As I firmly put pressure
On your milky white sides
Rub against your delicious curves
Down to your warm, cream-colored thighs
Through that green material
I'm wanton you, and you rouse to be mine
My beloved, willing concubine
Fingers tickle along your taut firm stomach
How I do tease you
You can't help but love it
A fingertip circles your navel and presses down on it
Slowly now to your waist my hands fall
Slip from you your pantaloons and undergarments
With feather-light brushes
Stroking the small of your back
You arch oh-so slightly
Your bare bottom rubbing against my lap
I comb my venturous fingers through your dusking forest
At last I find the sacred mound
And revel in the moist, fleshy ground
With a glide I find your pulse
Your golden treasure, your sacred pink pearl
With a jolt you do resound
Coo out loudly, pant now softly
As I return to the crescent crevice upon the hill
Gently I do rend asunder the perpetual space within
Before me lain a fiery pond, heating drink, moist asyn
Nay a rosy damp cavern, widen calling to me
Aye shall I go spelunking and percolate your tea
First to enter I send the scout of this daring ring
Not at all far behind initiates the leader of the team
At this minor league she bit down on my lip
I smiled softly into your calming eyes and slipped my tongue o'er yours
You glide your soft mouth throughout mine as I explore the same,
your saliva I do sip
And now venture in does the Brute of the troupe
With a wince you yelp in my mouth
Swiftly relax to the splendor of this rapturous coup
As I usher the trio deeper inward and gingerly urge them out
As your pond begins to fill-you hold your breath
Try not to shout
And dare pray that loving me shant cost yourself: Devout
They trudge harshly on, naively so to reaches of Cold's ultimate Death
And nearing there before the anchor member manipulates the pearl
With a rush the floodgates have fallen and a boundary rent through-defied
Boiling hot your tea does come and overflowing your cup does fill
You arch yourself and brace yourself-a shrill, shuddering breath
A passion-filled scream in a waterfall crashing with the tide
Energy fallen from you? Nay, you beg still to solely be mine
Of those high Holy powers, my love, I shall forever have my loving
concubine.
I bring my palm to my lips and imbibe your nectar from my hand
Sweeter than ambrosia, vermouth; I indulge now in your taste
Your flavor such a gift of things and onto a pedastal placed
Taking a small hold of yourself, you slide inches down me
And grasp through my thick hair to the back of my muscular neck
With a soft noise you grasp at me, getting your desired effect
You undo my trousers, lower my fly
You slide them down, my engorged member projecting between your milky wet
thighs
Just and gently you pull back my hood to show my eyes to the midnight sky
I groan gently and your lips pull into a wide smile
You clench your wet thighs together, my pleasure rising by the mile
Taking control of your wanton master you arch your back and urge me to take
you-defile
Peacefully I graze my hands unto your supple, round buttocks
Skimming lightly over your tender, soaked, heated skin
You pull apart your lobes, your constricted orifice uncovered to me
Now, now you wish our consummation to begin
Forcefully I grip your hips, my phallus at contact with your pore
You clasp my hands, dig in your nails, and "Thrust without halt!" you roar
With a heavy pump I penetrate you causing you to cry out in pain and
pleasure
Gently now I clasp my hands over your persperation-sopped breasts
And you brace your hands onto my thighs wishing the lambada to stop? Never
You glide to and fro upon my pole; I shout of kyu as I rise in you
And you pressure down a call of sho; Our infernal love past the lust in our
souls
Our writhing bodies together and one, a raucous desire and risqué fun
I press together your supple cleavage, dig your fingers into my skin
I fill you now entirely, a success most furvourous and grand
You scream rolling your head back, gasping to the wind
Like beasts of the wild our ravenous mating continues without daunt or
waver
I draw a finger slathered in your essence indulging in your flavor
And finally the point is reached, a diamond's pressure-jove
My pillar within your foxhole, flooding your ardorous cove
Our skin soaked of sweat and substance
Shine beautifully in the moonlight of a desirable pearlescence
Slowly and wincing you pull from me and turn yourself around
You rub your gentle face against my chest, our clothes scattered on the
ground
You kiss my mouth, I hold you tight, you whisper in my ear
We embrace here beneath the night, I'm enthralled by what I hear
"I love you," said of both you and I and, I am yours and you are mine,
To sleep forever beneath the stars with you mi amor, my perfect concubine.