"”Intimate activity intricately entwines the auric energies between two people. Sex creates a powerful exchange of auric energy between those involved. These connections and debris are left upon the aura for a long time because they are not easily cleansed or balanced. ‘Casual sex’ with a lot of people can entwine the energies of a lot of people into your own aura if they are not severed and cleansed. The ties can last for seven years, sometimes longer.This type of cluttered aura can be felt by other people aware of the subtle energies; over time leaving little room for intense, passionate energy of sexual intimacy felt in relationships of substance. The longer and more intimate the contact with another person, the more powerful the interactions of the auric fields become and the harder it is for these connections to untangle and leave.”"- Unknown (via theconcupiscentconcubine)
Shocking as it was to think, they didn’t always fuck. Sometimes he’d get hard and he’d get soft again, without splurging his desire all over or in her. It was one of those everyday miracles, the acceptance that they had time, and they didn’t have to be in an exhausted rush to get everywhere every time. Not that they didn’t fuck. They did.
They fucked a lot.
In fact, it was their sustained, continual fucking that provided them with the presence of mind to just let it slide sometimes. They knew that within a few hours, maybe a day if they were particularly busy, they’d end up clasping one another, her a little bruised but euphoric, and him exhausted but proud. Overcome with the swell of her, just as she was overwhelmed by him. Maybe there’d be rope. Maybe there wouldn’t.
But those times where they didn’t do anything with their hard and soft bits, somehow those were the best. They would just be, hands and feet and arms and legs, a messy, relaxed tangle. He’d flop against her, his fifth limb, another part of the knot that they were forming. If she was feeling particularly mischievous, she’d reach down and start to fondle him. Lazily. But that would get her in trouble.
Not that she minded.
Or him, for that matter. Not that the scene would remain fuckless for all that long if it did go that way.
Not that they minded.
Base By: Jahrenesis