To the winds she says.

We whisper in the darkness. Her warm body against me, sealing us in. Our bed is made of fartytales, nightmares and an over abundance of blankets and lust for one another.

She wears a dress, I don’t wear a dress, but I do push up against her. I want her to talk to me as I feel her. I want this gentle progression of being too close to her. I want Intoxication on her smell. We talk and laugh and whispers. And then we kiss and…

I was a knight of the highest order. And my quest was a quest for the gods. But I lost my way and found you instead, and after all this time I wonder.

I don’t think I am lost as much as I am exactly where I need to be.

All day long we spend being this and being that. I just want these brief moments to be you and I. I push her dress down so that one of her breasts pops out.  All wanton and watching me as I watch her, she flirts with me in bed and I’m am, as so many nights before, completely smitten.

I want to curl my toes with hers, to run the sole of my foot up her leg. I want to be entangled with her.

She worries as we kiss, and that melts away as well, until we are just sounds in the darkness. Animals in heat. I push myself above her, so I can see her. I push her dress above her thighs. Bunched up, I push the palm of my hand against her pussy. I let her fuck my hand like that for a bit and I watch her. Her thighs bucking in time. Her breath panting and satisfied small gasps.  I pull my hand away and push into her. As far as I can go, a little farther. I don’t, I can’t say the exact words to describe this. I want to be as deep Inside her as possible. For a moment.

I used to be a knight of the most honorable order of knights. Or at least I wish I was. These are just props, but my heart shines for you.my heart shines for myself and my family.  That is real. The sword and armor, tin foil and cardboard I’m afraid.

I want to hear her gasp in pain or pleasure, I don’t care. I just need her to know how much I need her in tons of different ways but for now it is this. A focused moment. This is what I need.

I want to worship her.  I tell her I’m just going to fuck her for a little bit.  As I sink in, I ask her if I can fuck her a little. It’s a joke. There’s no asking here. There is mine. But it is fun to play with her, to talk dirty, to feel her pussy get moist with my words and cock. She loves me so deeply I can’t even stand it.

In this world and the next I can’t stand it. She is intense and lovely and stormy, and lewd. She is my favorite comedian, and my most obedient concubine. Mine and hers as she wraps her demon tongue around my cock.  Her eyes black and scary and exciting. Her mouth that is sweet and feisty, adorable and lovely and I love the juxtaposition of how this melts away to this animal In heat slightly gagging on my cock as she pushes me deep into her throat.

She is intoxicating. I push her up and then back down on her back. I lick my fingers and sink two into her pussy as I lick up her slit so that I can suck on it for a bit. As I finger her In the dark. My hot breath fogs up her pussy. I am lost in the whorls of the inside of her pussy. This fingerprint on fingerprint really.

I look up, the expanse of her. I have this moment. Where the world fades. Where we are all times, and places and the years roll off us like rice. I am lost in the uncanny feeling of her skin. She will become self conscious, weird and yet in my head I am lost In the feel of her. I don’t care about her worth, because she is always so much oxygen to me. I need her.

If I could I’d build a Time Machine. But I can’t so i moved on with my life and tried to bring you with.

When I was old I used to be a knight. Just a dismal, imperfect, unheroic knight. Rusted metal, the whole five yards.

But my heart was true, even if my actions were misguided. I tried to be some thing, but In the end my brokenness was just too broken. But I am a nice person. 

When I was old I used to be a knight of the rarest order and I’d travel the hills looking for things to catch my fancy,

But I think Miss, that what I really meant to say, was that I was looking for the most perfect partner in crime. You.

You my love. So I don’t care. Come with me already. Come with me and see. Because it is all so beautiful to me. You see, our life. It’s beautiful and I don’t want it ruined. It means something to me, you you mean something to me. Something amazing.

When I was old. I was rusted. Just screaming inside this suit and so now I always move, because I’m afraid if I stop I’ll never start again.

No one knows what it’s like. To be a knght of the highest order, but. Not really. I think most knights know a lot more than me. I say that because it makes me feel pretty. I even had a name picked out.

Sir Mixalot. Defender and concubine to the Witch Queen. The demon Queen. To my beloved, my one and only. You are seen.

When I was young I was tired. Even more so now. But I still keep thinking that there is something just around the corner, and I just need you to come with, so we can see each others reaction when we see how sweet it is.

That is love. That is you and I. The sex is amazing, but you have my heart for good because of all the other things you are that amaze me. The things I see In you. Fortitude and care, and worry and sweetness. Curiosity to match my own, but different from me, showing me stuff I’d never think about, I’d never know or care to see.  And worry, because sometimes no matter how much I argue…I honestly don’t worry enough, and it shows. Your strength and love and you is what I need. 

Once I was a knight of the highest order, and then I woke up and I was just me. Nothing special, but my heart shines, and no one will ever stop that.

I wish I could give you the missing piece. I wish I could undo and untangle and unknot all of it. Like some Grandmas afghan. I would thread gold thread through it all, like a story, my love to light your way. One small piece at least. I’m just one person I mean.

But I can’t, and I know I can’t, So one day I was a knight, with no kingdom, and no country, fighting a war I never win, about a cause I don’t care about in the slightest and I see you. On the battlefield. Covered in blood like a dress that clings to the ground. Glorious and powerful. And I want like nothing. I hunger, backs hunched in the darkness, cumming in the fold of you. Watching your eyes open and your pussy squirt around my cock. You are glorious. On this battlefield I lay down my sword before you, always and forever. There is no battle. You have me heart and soul. 

So once I was a knight. And I would always wear this rusty suit, but my heart beats strong. I’m a good person. I just lost my way, and made terrible decision. I didn’t need to learn all this to know my worth. All I needed was you by my side, supporting me and me supporting you. And we just travel through time and make our world right. Make our world light. 

Once I was me. I don’t have much at all really. My pockets are empty and I don’t need another dinner plate. I just have myself, but my heart is bright, and I’ve come such a long way and I cherish my time with you. Always and forever.

You are mine. You are imperfect and you are perfect, you are my witch queen, my rambunctious demon lover, and you are my sweet and lovely wife, I see you very well and I adore you. Always and forever.

Now, let’s begin.