An hesitation is all it takes. A single second, the fraction of an instant, and I'm in. You, who've known me obedient and submissive, have made the terrible mistake of looking up at me with lust. There, sat on the bed, you called to me. Your voice, words and body all in unison, expressed your desire to have me in your arms and, as I walked toward you, something in your eyes ignited. A spark, an unmistakable light, swift and fleeting in nature, but making for a lasting impression.
Desire.
Our eyes meet and there I see it, dancing with lust in the dark of your pupils, my reflection. There I see myself the way you see me, in that moment, towering above you, shadowy figure glowing through the backlight. I watch as your eyes follow my every move, glancing over me as though you were reading my curves. And everywhere you look, it's like my skin is set ablaze. The spark ignited in your soul burns through the lens of your retina and warms me, caresses me slowly, like lazy afternoon sunbeams.
I crave that warmth. I can't talk about it, the words won't dare to cross my lips, but I long for the way your want me. To feel undressed by a single look, overwhelmed by the strength of your grasp, brought to my knees by your passion. I want you to want me, and right now, in a single second, I found in your gaze the means to get you begging for more.
I'm usually the one on my knees. I know just how sweet begging can be, how sugary the words can taste on my tongue as they escape my throat. I know too well how satisfying it is to crave something so much that you simply can't hide your hunger, only to have that hunger seen, understood and then satiated.
I've been paying attention. I watched as you toyed with the burning passion in my chest and I learned. I memorized your every move, your words are tattooed on my soul. I believe that, as your canvas, I've been the way for you to paint and to express what you think to be hot, attractive, sexy. I know with precision what images lurk within your mind, what are your fantasies, what turns you on. I've been your drawing board for so long, now I get to show you I've been paying attention.