Nik The Forge Bear

steal the taste off my lips
savor the salt of my tongue
lose focus due to my hands
that find your body
as beautiful as I left it
last time you collapsed
in the aftermath of my devilry

One gallon of Hydrated Orbeez.
One tile kitchen floor.
Two kittens.

Dr. Ian Malcolm, eat your heart out.

Losing power,
Finding shade,
Making time,
Without the world to distract,

When the lights go back on
and the motor starts to hum once more
I want to be perfumed
as only you can
as reward
for having entertained
every fantasy
that wakes you in the night
and reach for yourself in the dark

Find someone who understands the equality and work life balance of a statement like:

Sit on my face and fuck it until the sight of you dripping off my beard turns you on so much you need me to claim you from the inside out.

I shall walk the world today,
trying to present a civilized air
all the while the feral and frenzied beast
within the dark forest of my mind
shall nip at my heels
over all the ungodly things
I contemplate doing to you
with
every
single
step

Dear self deprecating subs:
Negative self talk
&
ignoring compliments
shall be resolved
by
you getting played with,
either manually or with toys,
while pinned to the bed
until you have accepted and repeated the 50 things I have to say about you.

Let’s call it pleasured reinforcement

You shall have the
treacherous parts of you
claimed by kisses
and
taken by tongue
until you are tamed just enough
that you will accept the
plunge I must take
to still the savage secret within you

I ache
Let me caress your ills away
I am cold
Let me bring heat to your form
I am wounded
Let me heal you
I am scared
Let me soothe with words and place myself against you to comfort
I am hungry
Let me feast upon your presence
I thirst
Let me drink of you till oceans run dry

Giving you something you can feel
Something that vibrates its way from the core of you
Outward
The warm waves of humming heat
Riding along the curves that curl
as you grasp on for dear lust
forgetting how to let go
so lost in it
That nothing can compare
Until the next orgasm
creeps
tongued
deep

And with one phone call I am too tired for the rest of the day lol

TikTok took this down because I was “harassing a

Push
Prelude to
Pinned to the bed
Practically penetrated
Perfected passion
Panting having puddled
pleasure performed
prophesying more
Proclaim your perverse
After you have said please

Perfect coordinated
Carnal precision
The push towards the tree
Your back a creamy curve
towards arms that will quiver in due time
The rip of you leggings
coupled with the gasp which melts into a moan
as the fabric is replaced by my tongue.

The curve of you awakens me,
The wrapping of you
Onto me
Over me
Against me
Impresses me.
When your hand starts sliding
I start counting.
I growl amidst a tally
I squirm while cognizant of time.
because the moment
you stop
I shall give triple
of each world rolling stimulation
with ravenous glee