Don’t come to me on your knees
(If I want you there, rest assured, that’s where you’ll end up)
Come to me with your back straight, your head held high
As I find the thrill of victory so sweet
Don’t be afraid–
I won’t bite you (unless you like it)
I won’t hurt you (unless you like it)
I won’t mock you (unless you like it)
And unless we’ve talked about it first.
Don’t tell me how worthless you are
How pitiable you are
And then ask me to own you.
I only own things of value.
Don’t expect anything
Don’t presume anything
Don’t demand anything–
Remember that if this is going to work, then I am going to be the demanding one
Don’t treat me like a fantasy,
Don’t try to make me into your fantasy.
Maybe, if you are lucky, I will make you into mine.
Don’t tell me that you think I’d be good for you,
Show me why you would be good for me.
I may be a pervert, but I am also a romantic:
Court me.
Take the time to learn who I am,
Then show me you are actually interested in me
Not just some image you have of me in your head
Be respectful.
Be courteous.
Be friendly.
Come to me with a smile on your lips and your hand outstretched in friendship.
Remember that I’m a lady, but I’m also just a person,
I’m not inherently better than you, and that I want this as much as you do–
Perhaps even more.
Allow me the space to be who I am,
give me what I need, and I will take what I want–
every last
delicious
flesh-igniting,
dropping-to-your-knees,
I-can’t-take-it-anymore-I’m-going-to-explode-ma’am,
hot,
passionate
drop.
reposted from How to Seduce Me
