Kinks I didn't know I had.
Me analysing why I think this is hot:
http://www.livejournal.com/users/d0wn_on_paper/27070.html?view=465854#t465854
back kink. bent over, having someone touch or stroke my back, and maybe it's innocent, or maybe it's someone I really want to fuck, and every touch, every stroke tingles and burns my skin.
compare/contrast Te's apparent fingers in mouth kink?
The hand on the thigh. Oh god. That's not even thigh, that's right up in the fold between leg and torso, and so *close* that I'm overly aware of the proximity to my genitals, which just makes them hot and aching.
Tensed up. Trying not to show what every touch is doing to me. Because this is a friend, right?
Bite your lip and close your eyes. To keep from moaning, to keep focus away from every other part of my body. But lying to yourself, because really you want to feel *everything*.
They've been fighting. Heat and sweat and adrenaline, and everything that gets you pumped up.
Scars. Evidence of the life they lead marked out in the contours of their body. See fighting above. See hurt-comfort below.
Bandages. As above, plus a little hurt-comfort.
Bare chests. I like abs. That little hint of belly button under the bandage is such a tease.
*Two* chests, in such close proximity, just a little lean in and they'd be touching.
Younger/older, smaller/slightly bigger, smarter and freakier/more outgoing and touchy. A study of comparisons and contrasts, and not tops and bottoms.
Hmmm... confident, geeky/freaky adult acting teens? Sekritly, you are a superhero.
http://www.livejournal.com/users/d0wn_on_paper/27070.html?view=465854#t465854
back kink. bent over, having someone touch or stroke my back, and maybe it's innocent, or maybe it's someone I really want to fuck, and every touch, every stroke tingles and burns my skin.
compare/contrast Te's apparent fingers in mouth kink?
The hand on the thigh. Oh god. That's not even thigh, that's right up in the fold between leg and torso, and so *close* that I'm overly aware of the proximity to my genitals, which just makes them hot and aching.
Tensed up. Trying not to show what every touch is doing to me. Because this is a friend, right?
Bite your lip and close your eyes. To keep from moaning, to keep focus away from every other part of my body. But lying to yourself, because really you want to feel *everything*.
They've been fighting. Heat and sweat and adrenaline, and everything that gets you pumped up.
Scars. Evidence of the life they lead marked out in the contours of their body. See fighting above. See hurt-comfort below.
Bandages. As above, plus a little hurt-comfort.
Bare chests. I like abs. That little hint of belly button under the bandage is such a tease.
*Two* chests, in such close proximity, just a little lean in and they'd be touching.
Younger/older, smaller/slightly bigger, smarter and freakier/more outgoing and touchy. A study of comparisons and contrasts, and not tops and bottoms.
Hmmm... confident, geeky/freaky adult acting teens? Sekritly, you are a superhero.