#im an emotional sensitive girl way down deep ahhhh

[alluralater]

Just out of curiosity if you haven’t shared it already, what is a fantasy that never fails to make you insanely horny whenever you think about it? I love your writing and your technique aside from how sexy it is, so take this as an optional encouragement to go all Virginia Woolf on us (or not :))

this is such a sweet ask!! i'm always glad to know that my writing is well received and enjoyed even when i'm mostly shouting into a void hoping for my own echoes.

it may sound a bit silly but my most compelling fantasy and one which never fails is simple. simple in the way where it is of endless complexity to me and my mind. it is just a kiss. warm and perfect. i have an affinity for brown eyes and so those are what i'm seeing when i think of it. a curve forming in the corners of my lips when sunlight paints those pools of earth irises a petrified red hue. like clay, the base of a campfire, peeled bark— love. have you ever seen love in someone's eyes before, when they are gazing into yours? i have heard it from too many people, yet have only seen it true in few. infatuation is a horrible incorrigible disease. it would in any other instance have ruined the idea for me, love. but these particular eyes... they are honest and warm and pure with intention. they are eyes i know too well. lips I've felt on mine, a vision held onto when one wakes from a deep sleep, a dream. nearly forgotten but the memory has worked its way as reaching tendrils into the nerves of your being. bound to a part of you that was not there prior. i have often been described to be cold— emotionally withholding. these descriptions are not so wrong as they are only seen with what i've refused to give. infatuation is something i can feel out in seconds. fractions of, even. i keep to me what i risk losing when offered to others. i love deeply and without reserve, or i do not love at all, lest i tear myself apart in the lack of my conviction toward something so felt. it is hard like a surface, to be called cold underneath. but these eyes and these lips, they have held my love in ways i have never trusted any other. most would not know what to do with my love, were i to truly give it away.

dark brown eyes and a smile, two which drive warmth into my anemic veins. i could swear my skin shimmers when i see that pairing. i would be sure i am glowing if not for knowing. a kiss in mind pressed by the bare visual stimulation alone. i might swear that i could taste it, whatever essence of love lurks in the subtle grooves of their lips. moment held suspended, recognize i am nothing more than a soul pleading to be known.

their fingers are to the left of my jaw, pulling themselves close while i push myself to open. i can taste them in the air before it is a disappearance between us, full. a hand on my waist, like there is nowhere else for their body to be but flush to mine. and then— simple, warm, perfection. an exhale becomes a shared breath, my arms find place and purchase slow around their neck. a kiss is a promise of softly delivered affection. certainty without reserve. closeness with no guarantees, save for the kind which knows you better. perhaps i crave to be known better, or not known at all.

so anywaysssss yeah being kissed or smiled at or hearing someone laugh gets me insanely (as well as instantly) wet. i want others to be happy and i go to great lengths to make sure they are. i think shared happiness is the hottest thing in this universe to me. kinda poured my heart out a little here lmao. I've been kissed thousands of times but i guess i want to be soft with someone that i can actually trust rather than someone who just wants me as like a trophy, as that has been my experience. i could never match up to the goddess virgina, but i hope this was enough to sate some curiosities <3