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[judgementor]

"Leave a message. If it's important, I'll get back to you."

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simp

[judgementor]

Did you write that?

[ilqaras]

Perhaps. Let's just say I've been recently inspired.

Would you like me to write you another one?

[judgementor]

I wouldn't complain if you did.

[ilqaras]

Into you.
I melt.
All of me.

[judgementor]

I think I could get used to this.

[ilqaras]

I wouldn't mind laving you in poetry, if you would like.

[judgementor]

What has you in such a good mood?

[ilqaras]

Like I said, I've been hit with sudden inspiration.

And you've just been on my mind. Thinking of you always lifts my mood.

[judgementor]

Charmer.

But likewise.

[ilqaras]

Oh, I would hate to steal that title from you.

[judgementor]

Don't worry about that, I'm happy to share it.

[ilqaras]

I hardly think I'm anywhere as charming as you are. You're so devilishly smooth in the way you speak, most times.

[judgementor]

Most times?

[ilqaras]

Forgive me. I meant all of the time.

[judgementor]

I thought you might say the exception is when you have me face down and begging for your cock.

But it's good to know I retain my charm even then.

[ilqaras]

There is a certain charm to you, even then.

And even in your crass words, you still charm me.

[judgementor]

I think you just enjoy the crassness itself.

[ilqaras]

Maybe I do. But there are classier ways of saying it, you know.

[judgementor]

Perhaps there are, but where would be the fun in that?

[ilqaras]

Perhaps I should read you an erotic poem or two just to offset your crassness.

[judgementor]

Gazing upon him in early morning light,
His beauty makes me want to paint a naked canvas
Or write a poem about how all within the world is beautiful,
And truth is sometimes best found when eyes are closed.

[ilqaras]

You wonderful, charming man.

Your lips
walk wild
on my skin.
This.
Is.
Freedom.

[judgementor]

I love you.

[ilqaras]

[and there's that fluttery feeling in his stomach again]

I still cannot count
all the reasons why
I'm wildly in love
with you.

[guess who's also so drunk with love that he let that slip]

[judgementor]

Is that a poem or a confession?