You bid me come
And I am helpless to resist
But, you know that.
You love to watch me
A bound and voiceless Siren,
A Bard, stripped of her song
Unable to do anything but shiver
As you put your blades to my skin
Wrapping blood-slick leather around my neck.
I watched you stand over me
As I lay prone
Silently writhing, unable to moan
Why, I had no idea you were going to be so good
And when I succumbed,
You bade me come again
And again.
You couldn't help but indulge yourself with me.
No need to deny it, all the world could see
Just how many times you had to have me.
You didn't have to go through all that trouble,
If you wanted a tryst.
Sneaking into secret caverns,
Breathing in forbidden fragrances
Slipping in between the shelves
To surprise me while I work.
But maybe part of you just wanted to see what it was like
To indulge in a little corruption.
I suppose I shouldn't be surprised.
It isn't exactly a secret
That those of the Light find certain dark things irresistible.

Penned by my hand on the 24th of Daedalan, in the year 895 AF.