If y'all ain't use to me by now, there's nothing to be done but say adult & possibly disturbing content beyond this point.
Thank you for this challenge, and I did my best tone it down while being forthright.
Most of what causes me to shiver has less to do with sexual content and more to do with the sensual connection between me and mine.
The taste of blood, flowing from my partner in a stream of crimson wine, is intoxicating to Beast and leaves me buzzing with revitalizing energy. It may not be as gratifying as sex to me but feeling the connection of energy between us is sometimes so overwhelming that I just don't want to move in fear of losing the moment. The more he takes, the more we feel her emotions connect to his and mingle with mine. I have yet to understand that which is incomprehensibly the emotion of love, but in that moment of such wonder, peace, and soothing calm it makes me shiver to realize how much she loves us and the extent that we would go to keep her safe, comforted and wrapped in all we are.
What makes me shutter is the other sides of us... letting his sadistic side loose or recieving such to appease my masochistic needs at the time of wanting. This is where Beast & I war... there is only so much I can stomach when it comes to blood letting, only so much screams of pain I can endure, and only so much sobbing i can take before I become protective... but to him is an aphrodisiac. My lil ^AngelBunny^ does such a wonderful job in appeasing his senses with her screams and sobs that its usually enough to simply mark her flesh with nails, marks, and bites, rarely ever bringing blood except to feed. He isn't gentle but nor does he cross her threshold leaving him feeling like a dog straining against the chains. I however am the other side and my masochist needs requires a very hardy portion of pain in order to get where I need to go. So much in the fact that it triggers Beast protective of me, which I fine hysterical considering what he put me through but it's that whole... what I can do and what others can do to you is two different things! RAWR! 😂😂 Whether it's the flog pummeling my ribs till I'm black n blue, a skilled hand with a cricket bat or a sex toy that is too big (atm) the size of a petite womans hand... when I crave, it won't just go away. Thus we seek our other... my Bunny does the best she can but physical strength and endurance isn't her strong suit... nor is she accurate, which has left me nearly vomiting when the flail went up between my thighs to...🤢 yeah🤮... so the thought of one who can met one or the other, or both... oomg 😈💦. Plus the sexual side of it is soooo appealing to my nymp
And lastly comes the thing that makes me purr...this is the side that I rarely let people see without actually being with me...
When it comes to cuddle time there is very little that can tear me away. My life has know horror, torment, turmoil and heartache to last a life time. The images that play in my head has left me never desiring to sleep, especially alone. Having peace in the house, wrapped arms around the one I love and feel the safest I've felt in years... This is what turn me on, motivates me to be better with anger management. Keep kicking down the walls when they want to jump up... I know what lonely feels like & this is not it... this is the shit that makes me purr... literally.