Steam. Soap.
Skin. Blade.
Palm stroking wet – up over his shaft, twisting downward, sliding under his balls – the soap lathers into a slick-slide cream between his skin and mine. My hands work in tandem, one sliding up while the other twists down.
It has become a ritual, this. Adding pleasure to an otherwise perfunctory undertaking.
His cock is half-hard, his thigh muscles tensed. The lathered demulcent only half frothed, I continue the massaging glide and watch as he attempts half-heartedly to abrogate the sensations he’s simultaneously reveling in.
I know full well my fingers are imparting pleasure; he knows full well the reason behind it.
Photo courtesy of Cammies on the Floor
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When it comes to engaging with my lovers (spellcheck just changed ‘lovers’ to ‘livers’ and then tried to change the parenthetical ‘livers’ to “Oliver’s” — because, Please sir, may I have some more?) in creative ways, I am open to just about anything, even if that ‘anything’ is something I’m otherwise pretty “meh” about. One thing I’m pretty good at (if I do say so myself) is figuring out how/why certain activities are turn-ons, and developing a scenario in which that activity is one I can embrace. One of those “meh” things I have not quite figured out how to tweak to suit my personal/relationship parameters, however, is role play.
Of course, I’ve never had a partner ask me to engage in role play. So there’s that.
I mean, I was asked by a partner to play Dungeons & Dragons once, and I agreed. Which is technically role play. But the game never came to fruition and the whole fantasizing-about-being-someone-I’m-not thing just isn’t my cuppa (especially when said fantasizing is expected to be done D&D style, where all the characters seem to be bloodthirsty and the settings are all Dark Ages and everyone thinks dragons are bad; I am a dragon, m’kay? — dragons are NOT bad, thankyouverymuch), so I didn’t much mind the non-event. Honestly, unless there were efforts made on all sides to make it an enjoyable experience for me, I suspect it would have just served to solidify my “meh” attitude about role play.
And I suppose, to be clear, I should state that where “meh” is concerned, I am specifically talking about character-based role play. Like, stepping into the character of a ’50s housewife or a (supposedly) sexy French maid, or playing the role of cop/nurse**/headmistress/nun/insert-role-here…
I just don’t see how that’s sexy.