For the first time in ages... I woke up feeling warm.
For the first time since last year, I woke up with the another person under my arm.
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I breathe in your scent and shake my head as I remember last night.
What the fuck did we do? Fuck me, you were so tight.
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Damn. This sensation in my heart, I haven't felt it in ages.
I've kept it locked up, isolated, like a tortured animal in poking cages.
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You were a surprise, a little bit forbidden, but haven't I always prided myself with being a sinner?
I might've shared a night with you, but hey, at least I bought you dinner.
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And now, here you are, still in my bed, in my arms, sleeping soundly after last night's... exercise.
Totally fair, though, stop me if I'm being cocky, but you did take a lot... lengthwise.
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I can't help but smile to myself, brushing your back with my thumb, the same you sucked so gorgeously a few hours ago,
I wonder if I wake you up and try for an encore, will you sadden me with a no?
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This is so fucked up, it's our mess, our secret—not for any judgmental other;
The only thing I fear now is the moment I have to tell my friend, aka, your brother.
