i just don't want to be one of THOSE FANS and turn buttsex into THE CULMINATION OF LOVE AND ANGELS SINGING FROM HEAVEN
Wait, it's NOT? Then what's this angelic choir doing in here? The leave their harps everywhere and I'm always tripping over their robes.
I have no idea what this comment is even about anymore.
Oh, right: buttsex. You know, I used to really dislike the buttsex? When I first blushingly read slash at 14, I was all like, "Ew! OMG Krycek why are you doing that to Mulder?! Ouchy!" I was fine for handjobs and blowjobs and frottage (though I did not know that term, natch) but I always skimmed the buttsex. What can I say? I was a foolish, foolish child.
And now, as with all things that initially freak me out, I really, really like it. It's just. Well, it's very, very intense. Other types of sex can be, too, when they're done (written) correctly, but there's a built-in intensity to, um, anything that involves penetration. Which may also be why I really like blowjobs.
Oh, whatever. I just like porn, okay? PORN. Sing for that, angels, sing!
...And I'm back to having no idea what I'm talking about.
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Wait, it's NOT? Then what's this angelic choir doing in here? The leave their harps everywhere and I'm always tripping over their robes.
I have no idea what this comment is even about anymore.
Oh, right: buttsex. You know, I used to really dislike the buttsex? When I first blushingly read slash at 14, I was all like, "Ew! OMG Krycek why are you doing that to Mulder?! Ouchy!" I was fine for handjobs and blowjobs and frottage (though I did not know that term, natch) but I always skimmed the buttsex. What can I say? I was a foolish, foolish child.
And now, as with all things that initially freak me out, I really, really like it. It's just. Well, it's very, very intense. Other types of sex can be, too, when they're done (written) correctly, but there's a built-in intensity to, um, anything that involves penetration. Which may also be why I really like blowjobs.
Oh, whatever. I just like porn, okay? PORN. Sing for that, angels, sing!
...And I'm back to having no idea what I'm talking about.
boy, i think too much about this stuff.
Nah.