I fucking need to complain about being stuck in a box more often.
Wow, did that ever work better than I expected.
I fucking need to complain about being stuck in a box more often.
Wow, did that ever work better than I expected.
The people around here are pretty damn great.
There. I said it.
Total honesty though ... I think I may have said it to deflect from being selfish and saying I want some body time. I have the skin hungers real bad. I'm supposed to be Miss Cool Cucumber (hint: warm cucumber to body temperature before use for optimal results), and really, I don't get upset or down about being in the box. But dang, I have this naggy hankering for a big, arms-around-me squeeze.
I wouldn't even have to be fucked.
Anyway, to bite my tongue and not make anybody feel bad, here I am telling you how great they are. And they are.
You know what? I'm going to say I wouldn't even need the hug. I think I'm going to assert myself and just say, hey, dammit, open up this box and give me a tender kiss and a longing look in the eyes.
That'll hold me.
... and so I ran the tip of my tongue up one side of his neck until he shivered and twitched and lost control of his breathing. I have extra...