To mellow his temper 

I just needed my lips 

And I preferred to catch him early morning

When he was blissfully sleeping

In his hostel 

While returning from my morning walk

I dropped into his room

Good morning love, let's wake you up

Saying so, I pulled his shorts 

And wove my spell 

Between his legs

Not now, he moaned

Inspite of growing in form 

Clutching my tresses 

He brought me face to face

What's on your mind, he said hoarsely 

This is the only way to placate your fury, I huskily said 

Holding my waist 

He settled me on his erect member

And grazed my juices on his bushy flesh. 

©LR