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I feel her in the dark.
Calling me to her.
Her kiss is heavenly.
Her skin soft as the finest silk.
Her words are soothing.
Her touch is electrifying.
I want her.
More than she will ever know.
More than I could ever express to her.
To hold her against me.
To feel her heart racing as I touch her.
To kiss her sweet lips.
To ride the waves of passion with her.
I kneel, always looking up at her.
She is captivating.
Mesmerizing.
Beautiful.
I would do anything for her.
Take her from things that displease her,
Make her happy,
Serve her,
Show her my gratitude.
I feel lucky to have her.
She is mine.
I am hers.
Needing more of her
With each passing day.
Unable to control myself
When I enter into her dreams.
Wanting to take,
Taste,
Touch,
Kiss,
Caress every part of her.
To take all the adoration I have for her
And bathe her in it.
To shine my love upon every
Facet of her being.
I would give everything.
I need her.

Her

The feel of her flesh against mine,
Soft as silk.
Her eyes are burning embers into
Her dark, hungry soul.
Her lips are sweet, full and delicious.
I want to slither beneath her skin.
Bathe in her voice sweet as honey.
My fingers dip softly into her essence.
Pulling her energy to me.
Drinking her down.
Drunk off of the taste of her soul.
She is beautiful.
Imprinted on my flesh.
I sit at her feet, hands on my thighs,
Lips slipping over her skin.
I long to taste her, to feel her tremble
Under the softness of my tongue.
Through my eyelashes I peer up at her,
Basking in the beauty of her smile.
There is nothing.
Just her.

The Beginning

Every story has a beginning, and every beginning has an end. My beginning was simple. Ordinary. Nothing worth writing about. The end of ordinary was terrifying. We’ll discuss that in a minute.
Let’s talk about ordinary for a moment. I was a witch, not that that is ordinary by any stretch of the imagination, living a wonderful life. Going through the rise and fall of power. Learning the skills necessary to become better at my craft. I have a deep-seated passion for numbers. Thriving to figure you out. Break you down to the basest level. You are just a number to me. Nothing more, nothing less. My love for numbers and my inability to just go through the normality of life caused my world to come crashing down around me. My visions of him had started long before my stupidity took over, which had nothing to do with him. The boy. The one I was to protect with everything that I am.
The protector in me has been just under the surface for years, decades, fucking lifetimes. I have walked through fire, ice, war, famine, pain, pleasure to find him. I didn’t do anything stupid to earn those stripes, or scars rather. I was branded with the protectors' creed. It burns bright upon my soul. He is my sole purpose in every life. Find him. Protect him. I have fought for him, killed many for him. Just to keep him safe from the harm of anyone. When we are close, I can feel his soul. It radiates to mine. Pulling me in. Giving me something to search with. Kind of like a beacon of light, a light you can’t see. I can see it though. I whisper my protection over him, like a lullaby, which I have been doing since he was a child. Sweet. Soothing. A thin veil is always around him. My protections are fierce. Always. He has felt me around him for some time. He knows who I am. He knows when I am near to him.
As I watched him change from a boy to a man, something happened. I fell in love with him. Not in our very first life together, back at the very dawn of time, before I did what a protector is forbidden to do. I was strictly business. Protection only. Second life together he and I melded on a much higher level. A touch became a kiss that sealed our fates. He was a man at this time. God how I loved him, and still do love him. His touch forever etched into my psyche. I know that touch any time I feel it. Every time. Without fail.

So, you’re curious about the end of ordinary, aren’t you? Ah yes. The infamous end of who I was. But with this end does come a beginning, one that I am not happy with. One that will change the course of many things.

I am consumed by you.
The way you make me feel is indescribable.
Your electricity is intoxicating.
I knew from the beginning that I could love you,
But,
I never knew that I could love you as much as I do.
My world starts and stops with you.
Every thought I have is of you.
We are much more than the dynamic we play to.
So much more.
Just a simple touch from you and I still.
My breaths catch in my chest.
My eyes lock.
I would revel in your power this way for days.
Breathless,
Still,
Silent,
Waiting for your next command.
Even if there weren’t a next command I would wait.
I live for you,
As you give me the strength I need to live.
I die for you,
As I would die without you.
Every life.
I lay my soul in the fire to protect yours.
I live to serve you.
Only you.
Always you.
I am consumed by you.