muse_erotica 21.b.1 and b.2
Claire had never had another lover before Hiro but it never really bothered her. Sometimes she heard the others talk about sex, about past relationships and passionate love affairs which always made her smile or cringe but she never really thought about it much. Someone had asked her once how she remained a virgin till she married Hiro and she just shrugged. Being busy and having an over-protective father probably had something to do with it. There were only two people that had come close and for two entirely different reasons. One had tried to take things too far without her permission but that had been stopped, mainly by a branch through her head. The other person, West, there was a possibility there but the relationship had been over before it really began. Plus she had never gotten very much time to be alone with him because there was never much time for them, especially with her trying to hide her father from him and vice versa.
So she didn't know what the difference between married sex and single sex was. To her, it was sex and it was with Hiro. She had never really known another man's touch and she didn't really long for anyone else. She knew that there was going to come a time when she might want someone else but she imagined it would be far into the future, after Hiro was gone and she was by herself again but for now, he was everything that she wanted. She liked how he touched her, how he knew the right places to kiss her and how to get her blood humming in her veins. Perhaps it was the honeymoon phase but she was also sure that no one would get her as aroused as he could get her and so she was happy with the married sex. It was all fairly new to her still.
The other thing that she noticed was that she wasn't really shy about things. After all, she had experimented with her power and how much she could take, she figured it wasn't that much of a stretch to experiment with her sexuality either. So the question of lights on or lights off? She could deal with it either way, she didn't mind. Sometimes there was something nice about the lights being off, of not seeing each other really as they touched and kissed, seeking to push each other to a higher level of pleasure. Just like there was something erotic about seeing each other when they did the same thing, making visible contact or watching the way their skin flushed during the act. Seeing the sweat gleam on each other's skin or the brief flash of marks that he left on her and the seconds they would last before fading. Somehow that made things a little better though sometimes she wished that they would last forever so that she would always have his touch on her.
There were a lot of things that she liked to experiment with and she knew that she was lucky to have a husband that would explore with her. So how could she complain about her sex life in any way so far?
So she didn't know what the difference between married sex and single sex was. To her, it was sex and it was with Hiro. She had never really known another man's touch and she didn't really long for anyone else. She knew that there was going to come a time when she might want someone else but she imagined it would be far into the future, after Hiro was gone and she was by herself again but for now, he was everything that she wanted. She liked how he touched her, how he knew the right places to kiss her and how to get her blood humming in her veins. Perhaps it was the honeymoon phase but she was also sure that no one would get her as aroused as he could get her and so she was happy with the married sex. It was all fairly new to her still.
The other thing that she noticed was that she wasn't really shy about things. After all, she had experimented with her power and how much she could take, she figured it wasn't that much of a stretch to experiment with her sexuality either. So the question of lights on or lights off? She could deal with it either way, she didn't mind. Sometimes there was something nice about the lights being off, of not seeing each other really as they touched and kissed, seeking to push each other to a higher level of pleasure. Just like there was something erotic about seeing each other when they did the same thing, making visible contact or watching the way their skin flushed during the act. Seeing the sweat gleam on each other's skin or the brief flash of marks that he left on her and the seconds they would last before fading. Somehow that made things a little better though sometimes she wished that they would last forever so that she would always have his touch on her.
There were a lot of things that she liked to experiment with and she knew that she was lucky to have a husband that would explore with her. So how could she complain about her sex life in any way so far?