It’s the easiest position to hide the reigns I hold — Because while you think you're steering, I'm the one orchestrating every tremble. I watch you unravel — moans tangled in my ear like soft confessions,Your sweat a silent ode to my rhythm. You won’t forget this face — these big , watching eyes, Glancing up while your world crumbles deliciously above me. You’ll remember how I fought the moan… How I failed. The way my breath shifted, syncing with your chaos, Until we were both breaking in silence and sound. You’ll remember… Because no one else will ever make losing control feel like power.