Can't get enough of making men infodump about his little nerdy hobbies while i jerk him off with the simple rule: you stop talking, i stop touching. enjoy listening to him stutter and turn into a whimpering, pathetic mess is the best feeling ever.
Intimacy isn’t limited to sex. It’s crying in front of each other without embarrassment. Whispering at 2 a.m. Talking about childhood wounds and old fears. Visiting places that shaped who you became. Sitting beside each other without needing to speak. Knowing what the other person needs without being told. Sometimes intimacy is simply feeling completely understood.
No matter how few steps you decided on taking today, Im proud of you for taking them at all.
Smile you gorgeous fucker!
Your hair looks great!
Have you been doing squats, homie!?
Love yourself so loudly and profoundly that the world couldnt possibly fuck it up.
Love,
Senti 💕