HAHA yeah😭 its my little salty thing....

rei

i like that he's not particularly reserved about it. mortifying for sure when he has the time to rationalize it, but in the heat of the moment, he doesn't care about how nasty he is, and draws pleasure from the obscenity of it. preserving an ephemeral thread of reason while drowning in ecstasy

to watch him sweat, feel the beads flatten between your bodies, and taste his salt on your tongue

and i think it must be nice....to have someone like him discard his clothes for you. to have his body bare before your eyes, the way it was given to him, the way he grew into. to have his jewelry placed on your nightstand, to feel his scent pervade the room

how can the concept of someone having sex bring me so much comfort. maybe its because im aware of the amount of love that goes into the act. never shallow, never unfeeling, an all-encompassing experience, a moment of union. pure with sentiment, filthy with all that comes from the mingling of flesh

:)