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(Copied from the other Valentine's Day thread because it was bumping, so I assume some high board-fu-majix are afoot with it)
So, St. Orifice's day is here again. How's my peeps?
I just got out of some guys house. Such very odd sex. The dynamic, quite explicitly, was that he wanted me to fall in love with him and to dump my boyfriend. Every so often he kept saying "I can make you fall in love with me", which seemed more about convincing him than me.
I don't feel bad about it. He knew I had a fiance and I told I loved him a lot. Though the guy wouldn't believe that an "open" relationship (hate that term) could be anything other than a sham. He just kept talking, he just needed me to tell him he was beautiful over and over again. And weirder than that, he kept trying to push over his perceived limits of my realtionship. Like, one of the rules is that people aren't allowed to mark me. In my slightly drunken state, I phrased this as "no biting", but he kept biting anyway. It was weird to be watching him at that remove, to know that whatever the visible interaction might be I was still in control. I felt unasailable and I felt bad for him that he felt so desperate.
I'm not sure I'm expressing this well, but it was strange. Very strange.
The actual in-out, however, rocked. |
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