This is more open and honest and sexual than my normal posts so... be warned haha.
Tonight, I decided that I had to take Wolfy. It hasn't been long since we've fooled around, even just earlier today he had snuggled up to me and stuck his hand down my pants to play with me while we watched YouTube which was sexy as hell Haha, but... it's been a while since I've had him inside me.
I had intent of just... being together. Kinda slow, loving, rather vanilla actually Haha. I'm about to go back to work tomorrow so I wanted one more loving moment before I was gone for a good chunk of the day again, before my stress levels skyrocketed again.
I dont know what it was... But, when I told him to get on the bed, and he went to lay down, he parted his legs just enough to flash me all of him. Member, balls, taint, butt... Just for a second. He, being slightly innocent and shy sometimes, quickly closed his legs again and hid everything from me. One of my biggest turn-ons though, that playful shyness. I dont understand what about that specific, brief view triggered it, but in that moment, staring at my love on display for me, my mind instead went from, "love him" to "devour him".
I've always thought I had primal urges and I thought I had that mindset once or twice before, but now I'm realizing that wasnt true. For the first time, I didnt think. I didn't worry. I just did. I was. I ate him, bit him, licked him, clawed him, fucked him. He was mine, mine alone, to do whatever I wanted to him, and however I wanted. He made sounds I had never heard before (hes not very vocal to begin with and usually puts on a show because he knows I like it, but something about these sounds was just so... delicious...), sounds that made this new voice in my head appear that told me to mark him, make him mine, claim him. And, I did try. But... I'm so gentle I cant even leave hickies on him because even when I try I'm too gentle >.> Haha. And my knees are bad so I rely too much on my hands to try and claw at him. But, I wanted to mark him, and leave signs of my claim on him so bad, for the first time of my life. Nothing mattered other than using him and taking him and devouring him.
And... I think the orgasm I got from everything was one of the best I've ever had. For once in my life, I didnt even think about it. I didn't worry. Because he was mine and i was going to do whatever the hell I wanted to him until I came and that was all that mattered. No thoughts, just action. Instinct. Make him mine.
And afterward, he seemed so happy. So content. He made sure to tell me that I did everything right. Everything the way he would have wanted the night to go. Which was a big deal to me as usually my self-consciousness and insecurity makes me awkward and I mess up and feel like I didnt do a good job Haha. I've been having to learn a lot lately in my attempts to be more dominant in the bedroom.
Tonight was just... amazing. And I'm sure not many people are going to care about this Haha, but I'm in such a good mood and so happy about how things went, and already wanting to figure out more about this new mood of mine, that I had to write it all down somewhere. Was a big step for me imo and has me really excited Haha.
... And now as I recount it, I find myself wanting him again.
Damn hormones >.>
