being touch starved leaves the skin aching, yearning for a soul altering connection leaves the spirit restless
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being touch starved leaves the skin aching, yearning for a soul altering connection leaves the spirit restless
Long day. Shower first. Then bed. Naked. Quiet. No talking the world back into the room. Just your body against mine, skin warm, head empty, everything else locked outside where it belongs. Not every kind of intimacy needs to be loud. Sometimes it is just being close enough that your nervous system finally stops acting like it has to survive the night.
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If the world was ending you’d come over, right?
can i fall asleep on your chest while you play with my hair?
Today I don’t want to do much. Just stay in, let the room get quiet, maybe watch something half forgotten while your head rests on my chest and my fingers move slowly through your hair. I mean, yes, I love when you want me to ruin your holes and make you beg to cum all over my hard cock. That part of you is deliciously easy to wake up. But no dynamic makes sense without the softer thing too. Without you curled against me under a blanket, breathing slower because my hand on your back reminds you that you’re safe.
Not every sub wants to be used. That's the assumption people make when they only understand the surface. Some don't want intensity. They want stability. They want someone whose presence quiets the noise in their head. Someone who notices when they're carrying too much before they break under it. Some people don't submit because they're looking for pain. They submit because for the first time in their life, someone makes them feel like they don't have to hold everything together alone. They just want to be held together properly.
Materialists (dir. Celine Song), 2025.
my biggest kink is being liked and wanted
My kink is not being abandoned