Volition February 17, 2011
Posted by Leah in D/s, Fucking, Repeated hookups.trackback
I had intended to go into work early. Often I reach a peak efficiency in the hour before my officemates arrive and disrupt my rhythm. I woke before Amadeo, showered, and dressed.
Before departing, I leaned over my lover’s naked, slumbering body and kissed him on the cheek.
“Stay,” he said sleepily, tugging at my arm.
I sat on the edge of the mattress. Reaching a hand under the sheets, I cupped his balls, and, ignoring the taste of morning breath, kissed him on the lips. His tongue slipped easily into my mouth.
A sigh escaped me when I broke the kiss. “I should go,” I stated. My fingers held his penis. As usual, because of a full bladder, he was mostly erect at daybreak.
He fondled my breast. He sucked on my bottom lip.
I directed a look at the clock on the nightstand and sighed again.
“I want your clothes off,” he whispered. The voice had steel.
“I want you to fuck me,” I responded. “But I need to go.” I kissed him once on the chest, above his heart.
He brought me horizontal and straddled me. “Safeword or strip,” he challenged. The penis rode against my belly.
I like it when a man asserts his will over me.
I looked up at him. He released my wrists from the pillow where he had pinned them.
I turned to glance at the clock and met his eyes once more.
The choice was mine.
My fingers stumbled over the buttons of my shirt. We had sex by Amadeo’s demand, but by my volition.
My absolute favorite post of yours thus far. Amazing writing!
As well as being in agreement with the above commenter, you should know you have a great ability of observing the little things – helping us to be there with you.
Wonderful Leah….’We had sex by Amadeo’s demand, but by my volition.’ ..very erotic.
By the way I did do a piece on my own blog about why a man wakes up with an erection. ‘What’s the Story Morning Glory’…it seems there are other factors than just a full bladder – but another great piece.
Thanks, Fleshbot!
“The choice was mine.
My fingers stumbled over the buttons of my shirt. We had sex by Amadeo’s demand, but by my volition.”
This is far and away my favorite explanation of why D/s is both profoundly hot and profoundly about respect and equality. I love it.
Thanks for the comment! It’s good to hear another voice.
Oh, my pleasure. I’m a bit new to this whole “I’m writing down things on the internet that I really hope my mother doesn’t read” business, and I’m fond of your writing style, especially when it’s an elegant description of something I have trouble articulating. So, thanks for that!
Thanks for the compliments. You’re quite welcome. I am glad to have helped out.
There’s a mental barrier to contemplating the sexuality of parents. I hope they have fun though. While I am pretty sure Mom and Dad aren’t kinky, I secretly wish that I was conceived during a D/s scene.
I couldn’t agree with you more!!