That was possibly the longest moment of my life, мій коханий, sitting in wait between one message and the next. All the while, I knew what you were doing -
Not only this. It's the awareness not just of what you did, but that you must have taken time to [...] ready yourself.
With most men, the body demands and you answer (or, like me, you breathe unsteadily through the demand, will it to silence.) Most have no choice but to soothe or stifle - hide - their ache.
You have that choice. You're an active participant in the physical manifesting of your arousal.
It wasn't only a moment and release. It was calculated: comprehending what you want, making that preparation, and action. You wanted badly enough to take the time.
All because of a few suggestive sentences from me, Vevay.
[...]
Господи, це сексуально.
Would you let me ready you
Fuck, what kind of question is that to ask
It isn't for fetish, it's that I like to do such things for my lover, to help them prepare
What is fucking wrong with me
Nova
I need to get out of this house.
Also - it's the envy of your privacy to have a moment. The desire for a moment of my own, which demands solitude.
I have never wished so badly for both solitude and company - one person's, in particular - at the same time.
No moments here, unfortunately, even if I could find a locked door.
There wouldn't be any ragged whispering from me. The next time a moment occurs [...] коханий, I'll howl for want of you.
[...]
I think I'll find a hotel tomorrow night
Would you call me, would you do this where I can hear
Look what kind of man you're making of me, asking such things
[...]
One week ago, I couldn't have cared less about this sort of thing. Now, I have empathy for starving dogs just outside a kitchen door.
Brutal, Vevay. Terribly brutal. What have I done but promise to care very well for you, eh?
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Not only this. It's the awareness not just of what you did, but that you must have taken time to [...] ready yourself.
With most men, the body demands and you answer (or, like me, you breathe unsteadily through the demand, will it to silence.) Most have no choice but to soothe or stifle - hide - their ache.
You have that choice. You're an active participant in the physical manifesting of your arousal.
It wasn't only a moment and release. It was calculated: comprehending what you want, making that preparation, and action. You wanted badly enough to take the time.
All because of a few suggestive sentences from me, Vevay.
[...]
Господи, це сексуально.
Would you let me ready you
Fuck, what kind of question is that to ask
It isn't for fetish, it's that I like to do such things for my lover, to help them prepare
What is fucking wrong with me
Nova
I need to get out of this house.
Also - it's the envy of your privacy to have a moment. The desire for a moment of my own, which demands solitude.
I have never wished so badly for both solitude and company - one person's, in particular - at the same time.
No moments here, unfortunately, even if I could find a locked door.
There wouldn't be any ragged whispering from me. The next time a moment occurs [...] коханий, I'll howl for want of you.
[...]
I think I'll find a hotel tomorrow night
Would you call me, would you do this where I can hear
Look what kind of man you're making of me, asking such things
[...]
One week ago, I couldn't have cared less about this sort of thing. Now, I have empathy for starving dogs just outside a kitchen door.
Brutal, Vevay. Terribly brutal. What have I done but promise to care very well for you, eh?