I bite your lips and play with your tongue. I grasp your hand to hold it against my chest. You feel my heart beating, you know it's real. It will tell you more than words can say. More than I'm sorry, and more than thank you. I'll never push my hand on your chest for fear of feeling your true intentions. You'll bite me, and I'll scream. I'll scratch and you'll moan, and lust for more.
legs quiver, and show intent.
Your veins pulse, and so do mine. Pheromones excrete, and we heat up. I can't see, but I know your flowing under those. I just know. Sweat breaks, I bite my piercing. You can tell I'm still nervous.
Your leg rubs "mein teil". You smirk, and glance into me. I loved that. You know I'm self conscious about it. You say it's fine or big, but I'll never believe you, You've had others. You return to your passionate moment. Everything around us is moving fast, but we stay slow. The moment lasts longer than any before.

Like the tortoise, we win.
Staying asleep, nobody will realize I'm the hare.