Rare kisses with his lips closed. It's so strange. I haven't kissed anyone like that since orkie, back in 2000. He was an avowed celibate, uninterested in sexual contact. Good for me, otherwise who knows where we would have ended up?
Rare is NOT celibate: hence his interactions with me. "You're so sweet and proper," I told him. "I'm not as sweet as you think," he retorted like a movie script. Immediately he admitted to not having anything to back that up. Later I agreed to corrupt him.
Rare seems virginal, but I know he must not be. Women fawn over him all the time. I want to own him so that no one else will. This is a terrible idea. I want him because he's kind, gentle, honestly beautiful, funny, sweet, awkward, smart. His body is sculpted and pale. His eyes are my favorite shape, like Steel's are, but Rare's have a special slant to the inside corners. They make me ache. He doesn't watch me the way Steel used to. He rubbed my buzzed head impulsively as I sucked his cock. He stroked my leg as we watched "King Kong." He has beautiful knuckles. I adore his callouses. I am charmed by his toes. His bone structure is gorgeous. And his freckles? Divine.
I'm not too concerned though; he has even less time than Steel did. I don't think there will be a chance for much to happen. He is so radiant. He seems to like me, or at least be attracted to me. He is quirky and utterly a mystery to me. I don't think he intends it though (unlike Steel who purposefully shrouds himself).
It would be nice to be with someone pure again. Though who can say what purity is?He said, "I think I'm too vanilla." Mm. I find vanilla to be quite adaptable. It's a flavor that can go with anything.
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