I have felt the warmth of your breath against my neck as you playfully moan into my ear. You love to tease me.
I have felt your hand wrap around my neck and pull me in. Each finger digging into the sides of my throat as I fight the urge to kiss you.
I have been pinned to the wall by you. Pinned to the ground by you. Effortlessly lifted by you.
You have whispered words in my ears and turned on new fantasies I had never before explored.
You have made me angry. Angry with a distrust for myself. Angry in a way I have not felt before, angry with desire. Angry with lust. Angry with love and closeness and warmth.
You have made me love you. In ways I do not love anyone else. I love you in the most frustrating and comforting ways that I had not known before. I love the soft, gentle moments with you. With us.
You have. You did. You do.
You tease me. Because you know. Because I know.