The first time NE told me she wasn’t in the mood, I gave her a look and smiled. It was still early in our relationship and she had yet to fully grasp what she was getting into. Within minutes I had her leaning back on the steps of the dorm, her breathing erratic and her eyes half-closed.
It has got to the point that she won’t even say those words anymore. To say them is to practically ensure the opposite of her intentions is going to occur.
So how does this work, this ability to awaken the hunger with a look, a touch, or a whisper?
By understanding the power of awareness.
We all have hunger. What I do is bring that hunger to the surface, reminding you of how good it feels.
This kind of hunger is life-affirming. We want to be in heat – but our conscious mind presses these feelings away. It is hard to live in a state of constant arousal; eventually our hunger becomes a need, that need becomes an edge, and that edge becomes sharp enough to cut.
Telling me you’re not in the mood? When I know you that well?
Silly rabbit.
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I am going to be scarce over the next couple weeks, so my posts will be sporadic (next week I am heading to the beach and the following week I’ll be in Vegas for a conference).
Don’t get into too much trouble while I’m gone.
I used to say the same thing…unlike NE, however, I haven’t learned that if I’m not in the mood now, I very soon will be.
Enjoy your vacation, devilish one…I can’t wait to hear about your naughty escapades when you get back!
You will be missed and eagerly awaited
As Mischief said, if i am not in the mood NOW, i soon will be~ just a fact.
Enjoy your time off .. and Vegas for a conference.. well lets just say I have done that several times for the CES in January…sure is a lot going on besides conferences! And I do not gamble!
Have fun..
looking forward to your return ~
Do enjoy your time away, as has been said, you will be missed.
Shit. I live on that edge. “Not in the mood” in my house means. “You fucking bastard, you made me wait and hunger so long it’s hard for me to get past this built up resentment that is masquarading at bordeline hatred at this point. Damn you, you fucking fuck. Of course I want to fuck you. Damn you.”