nymphomania at maison de ville

there are a thousand steps in this staircase
and the door is catching to spite us
please, let’s get

inside

I can’t wait any longer
lover its been ages since we’ve parted
I am impatience made

flesh

I don’t care for more time passing between then and now
unless it’s between those sheets
I don’t want you to take the clothes from our bodies

I just ache for you in me
before I start begging
before I start tearing myself apart
don’t you see the way I’m burning through my skin?

now

I crave you
oh please
oh

god

I like the way your clothes rub against me
the way your hands find my hair
the way they tangle there
and the metal from your belt digging into my skin

god,
again

your skin feels divine
I’m feeling so alive
and I don’t even mind that people in the streets can hear my cries

you told your friends 20 minutes when we were done in just
over 5
and I have some ideas for all this spare time
we don’t even have to leave bed

we can start with those clothes we haven’t shed

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