I've not seen Dom properly for more than two hours in over a week. As a result, I'm craving the attention. The normalcy of our dynamic. I'm drowning in a sea of overthinking and panic attacks. Not because of codependency, but because of being somewhere deemed Unsafe by my subconsciousness and needing the safety supplied by my Dom.
I can go back home Tuesday if things go correctly and all I really have plans on doing is slipping so far into subspace I don't have a thought on my mind. Just caring for Dom and basking in his presence. Relaxing. Whether that be sucking him off and pleasing him, or resting on the floor by his legs with my head on his knee as he watches TV, or laying my head in his lap and nuzzling him as I drift through subspace while he plays video games.