I've found out at least once, and more than once to a mild degree, that someone was simply indulging my kinks, doing things that held no particular interest for them.
It's a sense of disappointment, and something close to guilt; not true guilt, but that unpleasant sensation nonetheless. When my entire outlook on all things sexual is, to be simple, that it takes two to tango (...or more), suddenly learning that one person isn't in a mood for dips or twirls is just no good.
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I've found out at least once, and more than once to a mild degree, that someone was simply indulging my kinks, doing things that held no particular interest for them.
It's a sense of disappointment, and something close to guilt; not true guilt, but that unpleasant sensation nonetheless. When my entire outlook on all things sexual is, to be simple, that it takes two to tango (...or more), suddenly learning that one person isn't in a mood for dips or twirls is just no good.
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