So insanely sick and tired of "hearing". I need to be SHOWN. Every fibre of my being is craving to be touched. Grabbed. Forced. Pin me down. Put your lips, tongue, bites all over me. Anywhere you desire. Force my body to be on display for you, in any position you want me. Don't ask me, make me. Make the low, deep bass in your voice send shovers down my spine and let me know that I'm yours. Make my body feel how much you love and adore me. Find your favourite spot on my long legs that you want to kiss when you tell me that you love me and remind me that I'm yours. Your property, you possession, your toy, your brat, your love, your queen. YOURS. Mark me all over and deep inside to claim me. I want to feel you all over me for days. Look in the mirror and smirk when I see the marks you blessed my skin with. I want to feel your eyes on me when we're across the room, your possessiveness and obsessiveness when you finally get your hands on me again even while around others. Knowing you can't ever go too long without touching me. Never letting me stray too far and never out of sight. Proudly making the world know that I am yours, and me proudly showing how much I love being yours and love that you are all mine. Us, completely consumed.