I yearn for this kind of casual sexuality permeating the home. Something that’s always the

I yearn for this kind of casual sexuality permeating the home. Something that’s always there, always bubbling away, but not necessarily being addressed right this second. Not something that I have to deal with right now, something I can just enjoy.  It doesn’t take a lot to create it, really. Of course you have the initial hurdle of having someone else to share your home with, but once you’re over that hump it just takes a somewhat singular mind and a few basic rules being put in place. The kind of clothing that can be worn once you’re through the threshold, for instance, can go a long way to creating that kind of mood. A lot of leg, keep your neck exposed. Something that shows you off, and isn’t something you’d dare wear outside. If I can sexualise you with a glance, then we’re already halfway to having it at the forefront of our minds, really. But that’s hardly all of it. A wardrobe change is only going to change your wardrobe, after all. Once you’ve explored someone so completely. Once you’ve had your tongue in their arse, once you’ve been inside them, and broken them down. Once you’ve been broken down. Once that level of intimacy has taken place, that casual sexuality is all but unavoidable. It’s knowledge that arms us, and knowledge that creates such a lovely ambience. You can share a look, and know.  And oh how I love knowing you. -- source link
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