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Corro la noche con sonrisa de terciopelo,
voz suave, columna de acero, reparto para ganar el juego.
Corto el ruido con una mirada, no con pu\u00f1os,
viv\u00ed el barrio, le\u00ed los apuntes, no me confundo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Conozco los \u00e1ngulos, leo a los vatos,
mantengo la calma mientras cuentan hasta diez.
Marco el paso con la barbilla alzada,
sirvo los tragos, jalo la mirada.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\ud83d\udc8b\u2728\ud83d\udc8b<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Y entraste t\u00fa como apuesta callada,
sin faroleo barato, sin hambre fingida.
Mangas dobladas, olor a cedro,
una risa que son\u00f3 a consentimiento entero.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Sin empuj\u00f3n, sin \u201cven pa\u2019ca\u201d corriente,
s\u00f3lo gravedad paciente, tirando fuerte.
Me miraste como se estudian los dados,
esperaste tranqui, fr\u00edo, calculado.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"A<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Nene, di cu\u00e1ndo, dec\u00edan tus ojos,
mi orgullo terco respondi\u00f3 \u201cno hoy\u201d.
Contestaste al silencio con sonrisa leve,
me dejaste orbitar, me dejaste ser rebelde.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yo tir\u00e9 bravatas y luego me fui,
t\u00fa ni te inmutaste, me dejaste fluir.
\u201cVen\u201d, dijiste una vez, limpio y bajo,
y algo en m\u00ed dijo: lo s\u00e9, carajo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\ud83d\udc8b\u2728\ud83d\udc8b<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Vegas titil\u00f3 como plegaria,
ne\u00f3n ruborizado en la humareda diaria.
Cerramos la puerta, el ruido se achic\u00f3,
t\u00fa sentado, yo de pie, \u00bfqui\u00e9n rompe, qui\u00e9n gan\u00f3?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

No te lanzaste directo a mi pecho,
no apretaste, no pusiste pretextos,
Dejaste que el deseo empezara a doler,
dejaste que el cuarto decidiera romper.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"A<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Tu mano hall\u00f3 la m\u00eda con calma medida,
un calor cuidadoso, mi nombre en susurro.
Mis lentes oscuros siguieron ah\u00ed,
tocaste el marco, sent\u00ed el zumbido en m\u00ed.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Yo no me doblo por cualquier cabr\u00f3n,
no confundo mirada dura con emoci\u00f3n.
Pero la paciencia en cada beso entrelazada,
esa, papi, es mi gloria encantada.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\ud83d\udc8b\u2728\ud83d\udc8b<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Mando en la vida, yo trazo la ruta,
callo al caos con mi trompa bruta.
Pero en esa cama respir\u00e9 tu viol\u00edn,
y te dej\u00e9 ser m\u00fasica en mi conf\u00edn.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Afinaste mis costillas con tus manos seguras,
redibujaste mi mapa, trazaste fisuras.
\u201cNo todav\u00eda\u201d, murmuraste en mi garganta,
y cada nervio brill\u00f3, piel encendida y santa.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"A<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Sab\u00edas a pecado santo y mandarina,
a suerte nocturna, a boca divina.
Tu boca dec\u00eda \u201cqu\u00e9date\u201d, tu agarre dec\u00eda \u201cdespacio\u201d,
y mi cuerpo respondi\u00f3, \u201cclaro, socio\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Besaste el sitio donde late fuerte mi pulso,
me mantuviste t\u00edmido y luego orgulloso.
Le\u00edste el \u201cs\u00ed\u201d escondido en mi mirar,
y lo escribiste dos veces sin dudar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\ud83d\udc8b\u2728\ud83d\udc8b<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nada de porno barato, nada de chocar y arder,
s\u00f3lo s\u00ed tras s\u00ed, volver tras volver.
Te detuviste donde otros se apurar\u00edan,
cambiaste mi maldici\u00f3n por gratitud tranquila.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Metiste tu rodilla entre mis muslos tensos,
me pintaste estrellas detr\u00e1s de los ojos intensos.
Yo quer\u00eda rudo, yo quer\u00eda desmadre,
me diste paciencia: \u201cas\u00ed se hace, compadre\u201d.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"A<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

No confundas suave con d\u00e9bil,
mi boca a\u00fan lanza dardos terribles.
Pero yo eleg\u00ed ceder, yo eleg\u00ed soltar,
yo eleg\u00ed dejarte ganar el lugar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Domino afuera, m\u00edrame reinar,
en la cama hago excepci\u00f3n singular.
Para hombres que escuchan cuando gimo,
para manos que preguntan antes de lo \u00edntimo.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\ud83d\udc8b\u2728\ud83d\udc8b<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u201cNene, di cu\u00e1ndo\u201d, respiraste otra vez,
dej\u00e9 caer los hombros, ya no cont\u00e9 diez.
Me ech\u00e9 hacia atr\u00e1s, te dej\u00e9 mirar
la parte que guardo pa\u2019 uno, no pa\u2019 m\u00e1s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Tomaste mi quijada, exacto, no rudo,
le dijiste a mi hambre: \u201cya casi, sin apuro\u201d.
Te ment\u00e9 la madre, mitad en juego,
t\u00fa re\u00edste y besaste mi pecho terco.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"A<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

Rimamos en calor y en consonantes,
en suspiros, en risas, en accidentes vibrantes.
Tu cadencia ense\u00f1\u00f3 a mis caderas a esperar,
mis dedos aprendieron a soltar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Juro que el ne\u00f3n empez\u00f3 a rezar,
la alfombra quiso derretirse al mirar.
Escribiste una promesa en mi espinazo,
la firm\u00e9 dos veces, con vino y mordisco.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\ud83d\udc8b\u2728\ud83d\udc8b<\/p>\n\n\n\n

La ma\u00f1ana rept\u00f3 como oro en piel,
la ciudad ruidosa, el cuarto un laurel.
No huiste, no alardeaste,
serviste caf\u00e9, ajustaste mi gafete.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Afuera soy rey de poker face,
marco el paso, domino el paso.
Adentro, en ese cuarto, te coron\u00e9 hu\u00e9sped,
el tipo que sabe tomar, no arrebatar.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\"A<\/figure>\n\n\n\n

As\u00ed que aqu\u00ed va mi secreto, ap\u00fantalo bien:
el consentimiento es kink, la corona tambi\u00e9n.
Domino mi vida, pero cedo en placer,
mi cuerpo responde s\u00f3lo a una voz, una vez.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Si puedes sostenerme cuando me quiebro,
y escuchar el \u201cs\u00ed\u201d que nunca disfrazo,
entonces quiz\u00e1, cari\u00f1o, otra vez,
ser\u00e9 tu nene s\u00f3lo di cu\u00e1ndo y despu\u00e9s.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

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Mantenme con caf\u00e9 y yo te mantengo sonrojado.<\/strong> \ud83d\ude33<\/h5>\n\n\n\n
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\"Da<\/a><\/figure>\n\n\n\n
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