If you put your ear to the board and listen close, baby, you might hear that sweet, sweet sound of pure love on the horizon, all drizzled with passion and lubed up with the sensuous sounds of a sinuous buzz. Now, you might have a king of your own already, or a queen; I'm not one to judge. But, I promise you, tonight? Tonight it's just you and I, and when the lion of passion shakes out his silky mane, you'll know the true feeling of ecstatic surrender.

Now, I know what you're thinking. You're all honest and upright; no one would ever dream that underneath that straight-and-narrow shell is the bubbling soul of a hedonist supreme.

But open yourself up to the possibilities tonight. Let it all flow.

Let those nimble fingers be guided not by the cold, drab touch of sterile wit, but by the strong, musky miasma of pleasures beyond imagining. One pulse of delicious vibration, another, another, and you'll find yourself undulating toward a climactic conclusion on a wave of patterned pleasure. There's no black or white here, just a soulful slide into sensation. By the time we're through, it'll be like you're not thinking at all, until you're guided only by the feel of it all.

Tonight, let's come together, baby - let me inside, so deep you can feel it in your fingers, until you can feel your sexual psyche shattering into pieces.

Tonight, let's mate.

(Author's note: This is perhaps the first thing I've ever written that involves cheating and strong dominant/submissive themes. After a sort, that is.)