#soft cardiophillia

[resuswhore]

screw puppy boys (I say lovingly), I just want a handsome little bird to play with. I want a boy with birdlike bones and hair soft as feathers. I want his mouth to be sharp when I kiss him. I want a boy who will nest and preen. I want his heart to feel like the flutter of a birds wings.

fuck me.

Imagine getting to hold a boy like that? getting to put your ear to their chest and feeling their heart struggle to flutter against your cheek? getting to straddle their soft but bony hips, pressing your palms to their sternum, forcing their little heart to beat? pressing your lips to theirs, their sharp teeth biting at you even in unconsciousness? sounds like bliss to me.

[resuswhore]

gods, all I can think about is giving my boy a nebulizer, holding him in my arms, instructing each breath, making sure he fills his lungs, kissing his hairline when he coughs, promising him he is such a good boy, taking his medicine for me. the softness of it all, just being cuddled up in our bed, wrapped in blankets, propped on pillows, the only sounds being his breathing, the hum of his nebulizer, my voice, and maybe a monitor, taking care of his lungs. I get to lull him to sleep as the treatment comes to an end and switching him over to oxygen, stroking my fingers through his hair and over his soft skin, promising to make it up to him when he wakes from his nap, that I'll make him feel good for being such a good boy, but until then, I'll just watch him sleep, feeling his ribs shift with each breath, the gentle thud of his heart against his apex. I'll let myself tingle with excitement until he wakes, not letting myself release until after I pleasure him, so instead, I'll just watch and watch, gently doting on him for as long as it takes for him to find the strength to wake once more, pleasure building and building and building until I can barely stop myself from ravishing as he lays still and unknowing. in attempts to stop myself, I'll kiss at his neck, his chest, his cheeks, his forehead, stroking his hair back, fluttering my fingers over his features, nipping at his collar bones, marking him up, only pausing for a moment once his eyes flutter open, earning his silent consent, before moving downwards....

[resuswhore]

I've seen people wanting to do/be given cpr on/from numerous fictional entities before. but never have I seen anyone bring up the Na'vi. and how????

my argument's gonna be based on giving, cause I'm never a receiver in any of my fantasies. but LOOK!

look at their chests! that's prime real estate! especially on the males, with their sharp chest structure. or the metkayina with their wide chests meant for long breath holds. I'd kill for a chance at it.

and with their clothing? to push away thin beaded layers or wrestle off their cummerbunds/chest pieces? to have so much skin on display? they're really only covered by their loincloth and the occasional covering top, but even then, it's not much.

and getting to expose their pretty patterns and stripes and tattoos, and sparkling tahni {the starlike freckles that shift in luminosity - dimming when they are weak, and glowing brighter when feeling strong, physically or emotionally}?

and just their bodies. long and lean and strong. and I'm sure their hearts and lungs follow that pattern. naturally beautiful and elegant. and you get to press an ear to their pretty, perfect chests and listen for that beautiful heartbeat?

and the added bonus of them having long tails and shifting ears and sharp fangs and soft feline-like noses to play with. to lie limply as you will them back to life. to hold and feel and touch as you work on them

and imagine getting to make Tsaheylu {the bond} as you will them back to life? or play with their heart? feeling their life within them. sharing those feelings through the bond. prodding a lifeless heart to beat, or to race, or to skip, just with your thoughts.

and just some refs ^^^ for what it could look like to lean over their limp bodies, to search for life in them, to revive them.

such a fantasy.