Thank you, you make me blush, I'll maintain, though, that I name things better than weave a narrative. It's the hardest past of a D/s dynamic, and the most rewarding. To admit that I want this, want to either be stripped bare and taken over, or want to tear someone open, gently but irrevocably, to take everything they give and then take some more. Guh. One of the ways that I know I'm an irredeemable bottom is that the idea of being stripped bare and taken over is enough to transport me to a state of reverence but, oh, how I live in awe, and not a little worship, of the person who seeks to irrevocably tear me open, gentle or not. With precision or brutishness. Fuck. That is. Fuck.
I love admire adore your point about the messy and imperfect, brutal beauty of spirit and flesh entwined in the vulgar delights of the mundane as well as the more profane ecstasies available to our imaginations. You're right, it's the whole that works. That's why I love the scene, because it doesn't try to purify those pursuits deemed vulgar, doesn't seek to erase what is considered transgressive, knows that there is enlightenment be found where one revels in the full spectrum of what the body is capable of enduring, embracingif the spirit is willing.
oh, and lest I forget, would love to have a stab of writing a little kid!Brendon ficlet for you *pleads prettily*
Oh the picture above, I think I maybe died a little. His fingers. Long and sleek and bent in supplication. I browsed through your pics, and am feeling inspired. I vote that one, and the aubergine suit with the ridiculous oversized satin bowtie and, absolutely the foursplit frame with the half-striped vest and pinstriped pants in the corridor. His pose. Dandy Ryan is one of my favorites, especially the hip tilt, cane-leaning example. I'm traveling for work again in the next two days, but if it's okay I'll start an email thread soon after to discuss a starter set of quality pics.
Ditto on this being one of the best bdsm conversations I've ever been involved in, excavating what is intuitively understood? when it's bleeding hot and profound? THAT'S WHAT'S UP
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I love admire adore your point about the messy and imperfect, brutal beauty of spirit and flesh entwined in the vulgar delights of the mundane as well as the more profane ecstasies available to our imaginations. You're right, it's the whole that works. That's why I love the scene, because it doesn't try to purify those pursuits deemed vulgar, doesn't seek to erase what is considered transgressive, knows that there is enlightenment be found where one revels in the full spectrum of what the body is capable of enduring, embracingif the spirit is willing.
oh, and lest I forget, would love to have a stab of writing a little kid!Brendon ficlet for you *pleads prettily*
Oh the picture above, I think I maybe died a little. His fingers. Long and sleek and bent in supplication. I browsed through your pics, and am feeling inspired. I vote that one, and the aubergine suit with the ridiculous oversized satin bowtie and, absolutely the foursplit frame with the half-striped vest and pinstriped pants in the corridor. His pose. Dandy Ryan is one of my favorites, especially the hip tilt, cane-leaning example. I'm traveling for work again in the next two days, but if it's okay I'll start an email thread soon after to discuss a starter set of quality pics.
Ditto on this being one of the best bdsm conversations I've ever been involved in, excavating what is intuitively understood? when it's bleeding hot and profound? THAT'S WHAT'S UP