notes to self... @feralkittenwhisperer - Tumblr Blog

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And save yourself first

If you truly love someone with core wounds, you will want to stay. You will want to help them. And that's ok. That's as it should be, even. If you're so decided, own your part in things turning for the worse, make any apologies owed, settle in, and do all that you can. But, know that people are not often happy to recieve kindness or patience from someone they've recently treated badly; if you stay, you will almost certainly take damage. So. Consciously make a pact with yourself: when it starts to feel like the damage might be becoming irreversible, walk away.

And really, offering help is all you can do anyway. You can't "save" anyone, especially from themselves. They will only resent you. Even if you could, you shouldn't: people don't grow from being "saved."

Turns out that the poison apple was the dwarves' idea all along...

Family Spring Break After Hours

2100-2200 bedtime for childrens. With Benadryl. But, you'll fall asleep too.

2300 wake you to quiet hand-over-your-mouth sex. My hand or yours, depending on what I'm doing to you. And cuddles.

0100 24 hour buffet. Leave note for kids, just in case. No panties. Finger fuck you in the elevator. Eat. Quiet conversation about everything and nothing.

0200 kiss the back of your neck in the elevator. Roll into bed all sweaty, disheveled and happy. More kisses. Head on chest. Sleep.

Repeat.

Come home feeling recharged somehow, despite the 5-6 hrs/night of sleep. Maybe it was all the naps.

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“The day she is utterly un-selfconscious with you Is the day you’ve both won Its not her body that matters Its her spirit When she knows she’s good enough And completely loved and adored She will submit to you everything”

— Original writing © ThePoeticSir 2017

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This is the only way to do it: with intention. Not as foreplay, but for the act itself. With her, I could stay down there and play with her forever.

There were days that I would've said that I could have been satisfied with just that, and nothing more. Just using my mouth to make her writhe around, feeling her cum over, and over, and over again. Listening to her give a breathless little laugh after so many waves. Then telling her to "cum again for Daddy," before clamping my mouth back over her, and pushing my tongue down hard. Moving it in slow circles around and across her overstimulated little girl button, and feeling the next wave crash through her. That would've been enough for me.

At least, that's what I would've said before I started. And I would've even believed what I was saying, when I said it. But once I'd started in on her, it was never enough-- inevitably, it would end up leaving me with a need to do other things with her.

To her.

I still remember her taste, and her smell. The sloppy wet sounds her cunny made, as I slowly pushed my fingers in and out of her, beneath my chin.

I remember everything.

I will never forget.

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