my policy is, no matter how kinky or vanilla the sex was, always give ur partner a lil smooch. a lil cuddle. a lil reassurance. they’re safe, you’re safe, everything’s good and happy.
I find it endlessly fascinating that most humans just want someone who will get up in the middle of the night to close the windows with them when it starts down pouring. We want someone to dry our dishes after we wash them. We just want another person to do mundane activities with. We want to tell someone how the copy machine broke at work and we want to listen to how Debra is causing office drama again. We just want something so simple. We want human connection and honesty and to be bored with someone else instead of bored alone.
Imagine those cold autumn mornings where you lay in bed a little longer together before getting up and, after making some coffee/tea, standing behind them with your arms wrapped around them while you both look out at the misty morning.
Sexual tension is so hot. Two people trying to make each other desperate with so much teasing and things left unsaid, until one of them can’t take it anymore and pushes the other against the wall and fucks them hard while telling them how long they’ve waited for it
