A disturbance is moving through my atmosphere. Electric current travels through my body, one current running on top of my skin, faintly tickling my flesh. Another current is running wildly through the inside of me, bursting here and there, converging in my own slice of heaven. Your warm breath fans the fire while your moisture cools it. Feelings are so intense my chest tries to expand to let in more oxygen, so I gasp for air, air that I will need to sustain my strength, or should I say weakness, for you are my weakness and I am made willing weaker by your tongue.
The confluence of heat and dew spark, I shiver and throb and thrill and writhe, I am out of control and depend on you for mercy and fulfillment. Slowly, gently, the flow of current ebbs, just a warm full feeling is left, the feeling of contentment.
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