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26 June, 2008

No Idea

It was kinda supposed to be a mellow and easygoing thing. I was a little into service state, not terribly into headspace but full of concern and the need to unwind some of the tension that was so intense that it was making him spasm at irregular intervals.

I'm good at reducing his tension.

(And a damn good thing, too, because he's such a stressbucket.)

And it was working out well, very soothing, the gentle treatment letting the tension run out, very satisfying sex if not the sort of thing that goes to the mindblowing orgasm direction.

And then he stretched.

His arms went up over his head, reaching towards the corners of the bed, the muscles of his upper arms showing definition with the effort of the motion, sloping up from the breadth of his shoulders. He had twisted his head to one side to loosen his neck, exposing the curve of shoulder to a loose halo of curls. It was a perfect pose, made the more so by its artlessness, by the simplicity of the stretch.

I stared.

I did more than stare, just watching with hungry intensity, the perfect angle of the limbs, the flow of muscle, the expanse of chest, the exposed throat, the loose hair, the blissfully accepting face in profile with its faint half-smile.

My actual first thought was, "You... are a rope short of bondage porn."

He turned back to me, looking up, looking at the way I was responding, and said, "My, that's a predatory look."

"... you ... have no idea."

He teased me with an "Are you going to take advantage of me when I'm vulnerable?" and I bit back response after response, the urge to try to pin down those arms even though I know he's strong enough to throw me off, to not let the need to take care of the fragility be overwhelmed by that utterly captivating moment.

"You have no idea."

It was work after that, work to keep being gentle, knowing that I had an intent and that I would follow through on it no matter how much that image of a stretched-out body opened up under me in perfect beauty kept coming back to mind.

Still keeps coming back to mind, days later.

I told him that that was a visual that I would be keeping, and he looked amused, but perhaps not understanding, not knowing what it was that I saw.



They say women don't look.

They have even less idea than he does.

He can see me seeing.

5 comments:

Trinity said...

"And then he stretched.

His arms went up over his head, reaching towards the corners of the bed, the muscles of his upper arms showing definition with the effort of the motion, sloping up from the breadth of his shoulders. He had twisted his head to one side to loosen his neck, exposing the curve of shoulder to a loose halo of curls. It was a perfect pose, made the more so by its artlessness, by the simplicity of the stretch."

Thought The First: Oh, YUM!

Thought The Second: As soon as I saw this, I knew *exactly* where your brain was off to. :)

Dw3t-Hthr said...

*snicker*

Off to "Oh, YUM" and resolutely staying there, I was. ;)

Vi said...

That sounds familiar. I can remember a number of occasions--some supposedly "casual"--when a man would stretch, or turn his head a certain way, some unconscious pose, and it would seem as though all the air had dried up in the universe. I'd be unable to do anything but stare, as the image etched itself into my memory. It's like I couldn't move, or the lust would overwhelm me.

Sometimes it would go even beyond lust into a sort of awed aesthetic paralysis.

God, men can be beautiful. Women don't look, indeed!... ;)

Vi said...

That sounds familiar. I can remember a number of occasions--some supposedly "casual"--when a man would stretch, or turn his head a certain way, some unconscious pose, and it would seem as though all the air had dried up in the universe. I'd be unable to do anything but stare, as the image etched itself into my memory. It's like I couldn't move, or the lust would overwhelm me.

Sometimes it would go even beyond lust into a sort of awed aesthetic paralysis.

God, men can be beautiful. Women don't look, indeed!... ;)

belledame222 said...

mmm, exposed throoooaaat....