Falling in Love again
The last year has been rough in a lot of ways, and although it's brought ruine_ and I closer in many ways, strengthened our love for each other - other parts of our relationship have drifted away, into the background. Not gone, not forgotten, but faint reminders of what was there, ready for us to recover when we were ready. The D/s connection between us, the deeper Tantric energy connections... these in particular were echos of what they were before.
Recently, lying in bed, we talked about the deeper aspects of our relationship, that we were ready to find them again, and ruine_ said she thought it would be hard to get those back. I didn't agree - I thought they were there, just below the surface, waiting to be re-awakened. But I didn't want to try, not until the perfect moment.
This weekend past, I found that moment. Looking inside myself, I found nothing but love, strength, and hunger for my girl.. and I reached out and touched her with that. Simple touches, no more. The flame leapt from my fingers, to her, and the fire began to burn.. as hot as it ever did. I wanted to awaken the fire in her, and I did... but I'd not understood that the flames would burn back into me too.. wrapping both of us in heat, passion, love.. That those connections would return full-force, not over time, but in that single moment.
I'd forgotten what it felt like to feel like this with her. To burn with love and desire - not the smouldering embers that feel so comfortable, safe and warm... but the dangerous, raging fire that leaps back and forth, out of control, sucks the air from your lungs, and leaves you breathless in its wake.
I've fallen in love with my girl all over again. In one moment. One perfect moment.
Recently, lying in bed, we talked about the deeper aspects of our relationship, that we were ready to find them again, and ruine_ said she thought it would be hard to get those back. I didn't agree - I thought they were there, just below the surface, waiting to be re-awakened. But I didn't want to try, not until the perfect moment.
This weekend past, I found that moment. Looking inside myself, I found nothing but love, strength, and hunger for my girl.. and I reached out and touched her with that. Simple touches, no more. The flame leapt from my fingers, to her, and the fire began to burn.. as hot as it ever did. I wanted to awaken the fire in her, and I did... but I'd not understood that the flames would burn back into me too.. wrapping both of us in heat, passion, love.. That those connections would return full-force, not over time, but in that single moment.
I'd forgotten what it felt like to feel like this with her. To burn with love and desire - not the smouldering embers that feel so comfortable, safe and warm... but the dangerous, raging fire that leaps back and forth, out of control, sucks the air from your lungs, and leaves you breathless in its wake.
I've fallen in love with my girl all over again. In one moment. One perfect moment.