I see a side of you that's exclusive to only my senses.
The same hands you use to caress my cheeks are the same hands that perform those erotic acts.
You call me my cute nickname in public but call me derogatory terms when we have our private time.
The tie you wear with your suits is the same one you use to bind my wrist with.
This isn't something to be ashamed of.
You and others have to hide your bawdy nature due to public decency.
I don't mind though.
You leave me in a state of euphoria that's impossible to escape from.
That smile of yours is both cute and seductive.
You use your masculinity to both support and protect me and others.
The way you show your duality is something I can't deny.
And it's apart of our human nature that we can't alter.