A Stolen Moment

You touch my hand, softly, caressing the back of it and waiting to see how I will respond. I hold my breath, not pulling away, yet not daring to go further... you're so difficult to read, you know. You smile, and bring my hand to your lips and oh so lightly—light as a feather!--you brush against it, and in that moment you've won me over—not that you hadn't before, when it comes down to it. But now, I am no longer afraid. Tentative, hesitant, shy—quite so, but unafraid.

You draw me to my feet and nestle your hand at the small of my back as you usher me across the room, back into the place where the lights are dim and the music plays, just a brush across the eardrums. The bedroom. I smile; a toothy grin would not be right with the solemnity of the occasion, and so I temper it, a demure upturning of my lips to signify that I find your attentions most welcome.

I know it's wrong. I know that we should not be doing this. My husband is a bastard and your wife is a shrew and both of them are with their respective lovers, doing God-knows-what in who-knows-where. And really, why should I care? You are here and so am I and I know that it is a vague, undefined thing we have—I know I love you.

Do you love me?

I don't dare to hope because both of us are fucked, you know.

But here, in your smile and bathed with the the warmth of your eyes, I feel beautiful. I'm moaning even before you can slip the satin off my shoulders, low breathy noises that he's never inspired me to make before. Can you fault me? Your ministrations are so firm, but delicate; I feel like I'm the most precious orchid, spreading my petals within the safety of your embrace.

I can feel you straining against the fabric of your trousers—boldly, I reach a hand in order to stroke against you. My dress is off; I'm standing in only my knickers—black, lacey things—and my bra—specially bought for you, but that's a secret—and I feel like you're a bit overdressed, darling. You hiss as I slip down the zipper and unfasten you. I smile, pressed against you as I move for the buttons—such interminable buttons!--on your shirt and seek to feel all of you bare against my own bare skin.

You tease me as you draw patterns on me, never once touching the places I want you to. You chuckle as I make sounds of frustrations and catch my bottom lip with my teeth in a frown. Then you're lifting my feet from under me and placing me oh so delicately on the sumptuous coverlet, and I'm patting the place beside me even as I wantonly splay my legs for your perusal.

You don't disappoint. The time for niceties and gentleness is over and I can feel my lips bruising as you all but attack them and I pull you down, closer, closer. Did we still have clothes on? They're gone now and I'm glad of it—needing skin to skin, lips to lips, hips to

Ooohh.... You slide home and I lock my legs around you, ruefully surprised at your lack of foreplay but not regretful that you've not waited. I need you, feeling the strength of your manhood in the welcoming acquiescence of my of feminine folds. You're slow tonight, but strong—nearly brutal and I dimly realize that I've never known quite this combination before when you take every thought out of my head as you speak, your voice hard and velvety as you tell me,

“Take all of me, you dirty little girl,” and I nearly come undone but you pull out at just the last possible second--

and then you're inside of me again, riding me and groaning and I can hear my own cries join with yours until at last we are

completed.

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Severus Snape.... and Hermione Granger?

(Because I love men who are snarky, sarcastic, sadistic, strong, powerful, tortured, intelligent, angry, angsty, brave, amazing, controlled, falling apart, and unavailable.)

I had just decided not to post anything today when this popped into my head...

For starters, I am a huuge Harry Potter fan.  As the first part of the final movie came out today, it's been on my mind :-)

Secondly, I love fanfiction.  Particularly when that fanfiction involves Severus Snape in a romantic relationship with Hermione Granger.  (I'll give you one guess who I identify with the most there!)  So as a pick me up, I decided that I'd read a little fanfiction today and cheer myself up...

For the Potion Master's Amusement by snape.submiss is my all time favorite BDSM story and my all time favorite Harry Potter fanfiction.  It is completed, so you won't have to waste any time waiting for updates.  It's long, but you can space it out if you don't get hooked straight through.  It gets dark in places, angsty... but it's one of the best love stories I've ever read.  If you decide to try it, shoot me a comment and let me know!

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Showing Love in the Shower

Hey everyone!  Today's post is a guest post from my friend S.  Evidently he read yesterday's post and was inspired :-)  I hope you all enjoy; I'm sure he'd love to hear from you in the comments section!

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Let’s all be honest, showers are quite possibly the most sensual things we do alone. Even if you’re just hopping in for a quick five-minute cleanup, you still feel a rush of sensual pleasure when the warm water hits your bare skin. How often has the pleasure of the warm water turned your idea of a five-minute utilitarian washing into a half-hour or more time of just standing there and letting the water run over you? It’s happened to me more times than I’d care to admit. There’s something very soothing about sticking your head under the water and placing your hands over your ears, only listening to the sound of the water rushing joyfully over your head. You’re reading this because it’s on a sex blog, so why keep such a sensual event to yourself? Why not take some extra time to make this already pleasurable time even more special for your partner?

A good shower for yourself and your partner, like good sex, needs to begin before you’ve got the water running. You need to know what exactly your partner does to clean him or herself in the shower, and what soaps or shampoos they use. You should make sure to have towels laid out for both of you, and candles can’t hurt either.

Once you’ve got all of the things you’ll need for the shower ready, the first step is to get rid of the clothing. Don’t just rip all of the clothing off and say “Ok, let’s go!”; you want to make this a more sensual and very memorable experience for your partner, and unless your partner is a quadriplegic, they can typically do that by themselves. Start slowly, deliberately, taking the time to massage and kiss every inch of the skin under each piece of clothing you remove. Make the undressing last longer than you thought possible, the longer the better, as taking longer (within reason of course) will result in building anticipation. After both of you are naked, do something your partner doesn’t expect: if you’re a man, pick her up and carry her to the shower, and if you’re a woman, tell him to close his eyes and trust you to lead him there.

The next important step is getting the water running at the proper temperature that you will both enjoy. The best way to do this is to start it running and get it warm but not hot. You can take some extra time while the water is running to massage your partner some more. Once the water is warm and you’re confident that it won’t get any warmer unless adjusted, help your partner into the shower (especially if their eyes are still closed, which in the interest of not getting soap in the eyes isn’t a bad idea). Ask them if they would like the water any warmer, and if so, adjust it SLOWLY until they say that the temperature is right.

Once you’re both in the shower with the water running, get whatever soap they usually use, and lather them up, massaging the lather into their skin as you do. You can invite them to let their hands wander over your body while you’re washing them. Make sure to be as careful when you’re lathering up your partner as you would be on yourself: take care around wounds and other sensitive areas. Tease them occasionally, but not too much; the sensation of this will be multiplied if they have their eyes closed. Wash every inch of their body, even areas you would normally shy from (feet are a big one that’s usually avoided by many couples because they’re dirty, but honestly, right now you’re in the shower using soap!), giving more care to their bodies than they would give to themselves.

When their body is clean, then it’s on to the hair. Take extra time to massage your partner’s shampoo into their scalp, as this area has more nerve endings than most other places on the body, and has the potential to feel amazing if you do it properly. Massage your partner’s head lightly, and take extra care around the temples, making sure the pressure you apply on them is nearly nonexistent. Also be careful with the hair; while running your fingers through your partner’s hair can be a pleasing experience for both of you, running your fingers through knots or tangles in their hair is anything but, and can ruin the mood quite quickly.

Now that your partner is quite clean, it’s time to hop out, right? Not quite! You haven’t been washed yet yourself! There are two major ways to accomplish this: you can either invite your partner to bathe you, or you can have them watch while you make a sensual show of doing it yourself. No matter how you accomplish it, you’re both clean and ready to get out of the shower. This is a good time to have your partner open their eyes, as wet things tend to be slippery and we don’t want them slipping and falling on their way out of the shower!

Drying is yet another chance to massage your partner and run your hands all over their body. Again, take your time with this part. Once you’ve dried yourselves off, your partner might just want to do some things with you that would make you both need another shower! Whether you use your shared shower as a type of foreplay or not, your partner will feel how much you care for them through it, and they will appreciate the care you’ve shown to them.

• I didn’t mention this in the article itself because I would have had to retype it in every paragraph if I did. The single most important thing to remember is to communicate through the entire event, about what’s going on (this is a time for relaxation together, not a “so how was your day?” time). Ask your partner how what your doing feels, tell them how they look, describe to them the naughty things you want to do with them after they’re clean, etc. This doesn’t need to be constant chatter like you’re reading a book, but it shouldn’t be quiet either.
• Use your imagination! You know your partner better than I do, and chances are you know of things that you could add or should subtract from your shower time to make them appreciate it more. This is a gift from you to them, not from me to them, so personalize it.

PS.  I'm not sure who to attribute the photo to.  If it's yours, and you want it taken down, let me know!