let me liberate you

she was a treasure in every sense. he had been crowned king, swooping in and hoarding her jewelry. he'd tasted her fine wines and dined so well with her fruit. and he wanted so badly to do so again. closer he would slip, hardly holding any self containment. oceans of mercury and cobalt would squint only slightly at her reply, an archaic smirk playing on guileful lips which spewed poison inches from her ear. a lion with a kitten's roar. every fiber holding his frame together wanted to pounce. to ride this woman until she was no longer. relive the night he stole her forbidden fruit. but he refrained, the heat within his loins growing feverishly. dangerously. she would speak her name, asking for his in return. skillfully he would lie, iblis knode, at your every service. sultry tongue dripped with unwavering temptation.