You have no idea how much desire and longing we’ve already built around all this tension
The next time you touch me, you won’t recognize me after the first caress.
You have no idea how violently reactive I am. What lives beneath my skin was never meant for the temporary - it devours what stays. The only hint of it were the sounds you’ve already drawn from me - the part I could never learn to hide.
.. can’t wait to reintroduce myself. Again.