I recently saw someone online ask what’s better than that moment when he slips inside you? There was more to it but that was the gist.
And no shade to the person who asked the question, but I gave it a lot of thought and I came up with a list of things that I enjoy more. I do like some good penetration, but…
When literally nobody gets your humour and you tell a joke, just under your breath, and someone hears it, gets it, and laughs.
When you start to explain about how hard it is to be a woman/bisexual/demisexual/mixed race woman/whatever it is and the other person just gets it. Gets you. No explanation required.
Curling up with your dog for a nap or literally spending any time doing anything with your dog who heals you every single day and teaches you so much about joy and love and especially about the giving and receiving of unconditional love.
When you make an obscure book reference and someone understands.
When you’ve nearly cried starting to tell a story and you have to stop and take a deep breath and you think about just not sharing but you look at him and you feel so accepted and safe and seen that you know it’ll be okay to be that emotional with him.
When you’ve lived your entire adult life with people who don’t like touching or being touched and you spend a whole day with someone happy to touch you in a million tiny ways.
When, since infancy, it’s always been you that gets stuff done, does all the things and then you meet someone who says let me take care of this, let me take care of you.
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