Late summer. Morning sun soft on still-tan sleep-warmed skin.
Words of want greet my still-sleepy vision as I loll toward consciousness.
“I want to cum,” he says via text.
But he can’t.
Timing. Schedule constraints. Psychological need refused by his body, he’s stroked himself raw through a morning full of desperately-hard but cannot reach completion.
Oh, but he wants to.
And I know he wants to.
So, using my knowledge – knowing he has responsibilities to attend to that will force him to wait several hours before touching himself again, and also knowing how that delay will intensify his desire throughout his wait – I make him want a little worse…
…and with hot thoughts of denial fueling my cool fingers,
I give myself the completion that he can’t have
and drift blissfully back into my dreams.
♥
“I want to cum” from a man, in its ‘request-granted’ form, is not hot to me.
Because I don’t necessarily want him to cum.
But I *do* want him to want to.
I love the dynamic here. And, lovely image 😊
Rebel xox
I love your perspective on this, Feve !
Desire lasts much longer than satiation.
It does! And when that desire is focused on me, we both benefit from drawing it out. 🙂
I definitely get that – it’s a win/win/win/win/wi…. 🙂 well, yeah. 🙂
Hehehe…
Definitely love your perspective on this..
Thanks for suggesting this. I can be a bit of a cold heart, but, um, this one got me. >blush<
As someone in a similar situation to your husband, and as a visitor here, AND as someone who's been afforded your little visual tease-treats…….like "Gratuitous"…….I feel a little humbled by your admission. How can I explain? Hmmmm.
OK, so regardless of dynamic, when I like a blog or appreciate the efforts of a blogger, it's rarely due to prurience. I mean, it can be, but given where I visit regularly, it's rare. I like to remain a little detached and interact more objectively. But when a blogger posts something provocative, I'm not immune. Still, given my situation, and the sheer objective reality of my experience online, provocative imagery is bound to affect me in a different way than say some guy cruising the web for wank-fodder. In essence, I'm kind of in your husband's situation. I am vulnerable to titillation but powerless to act on it. So, whereas we don't really know each other or are interacting directly, the INdirect aspect, fueled by this knowledge that you like the denial aspect of things, makes me feel like I can be way more affected in reality by something you post for any number of reasons…… totally disassociated from the effect it will have. It's like you are a blog hostess 100% of the time, and when I visit, I'm a blog visitor……but maybe only 95% of the time. That remaining 5% is when I am a kind of accidental victim of my own making and your provocation. You can affect me, specifically have me suffer a little slice of frustration, whereas it is impossible for me to affect you at all……and that's a little humbling. I'm not sure if this was clear or makes sense.
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Ohhh…
YES, it’s definitely clear. And I’m delighted by the 5%. 😉
I’m glad. It’s a small percentage, but significant nonetheless, I think.
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