Sexuality Happens

Remember K? That hot guy I had a crush on, and who played with and fucked me at the Submit Party in NYC last year?

Well, he was kind enough to come visit me while I was in New York for all of 40 hours.  Which was really nice.  We wound up spending the afternoon on Thursday (after I stopped by Re/Dress and got an adorable polka dot dress with a red belt, red and black shirt, and leopard print purse…oops) walking around part of Brooklyn, including a stop for tea and AMAZING french pasteries.  I took a picture of mine. It was called a chocolate porcupine (chocolae mousse, chocolate ganache, and hazelnut cream):

It was delicious.

Then we headed back to Dacia’s where I was staying (and he was coming to dinner). I miss K a lot. He’s witty and sarcastic and doesn’t take or give any bullshit. At times, it can seem a little caustic, but it’s nice to deal with someone where what you see it what you get. Yes, he’s WYSIWYG.

It’s interesting. When I knew him last year (in Philly), I felt ridiculously submissive to him.  Not like bottoming to him, but submissive. Now, I’m a little more feisty.  I like having him beat me, but it more of a bottoming way than a submissive way. And I like goading him into it a little.  He teases me, I goad him a little. And then I get hurt (consensually). It’s brilliant.

I showed him my vampire gloves. He hit me really hard with it. Like, lots of pokey little dots in finger shapes on my arms.  Of course, as I need to be even, he hit the other side too.  I also got my ass hit, fairly hard, quite a bit. And then he punched me.  Really hard for a bit, and then later on, he started hitting me in a “warming up” manner (he didn’t give me a warm up earlier), but then the food arrived before he really got into it.  That’s ok.  It was nice, and my back was pretty sore anyways.

He’s coming out for Thunder hopefully. That would make me very happy.  I feel like I can be very much myself around him, and he totally brings out my feisty/bratty side. We have a really good energy going between us, I feel, whether it’s just bantering, or playing, or anything. He’s an incredibly tease when he’s around me, and I’m snarky. It kind of seems like we bring out certain aspects in each other, and that’s always interesting. He held the door for me earlier, and then reminded me that it was something odd I cause in him.  Later, when talking with Sinclair, he realized that he doesn’t hang around with a lot of femmes, so perhaps it was my amazing Femme Wiles.  Who knows?

I just felt very…I don’t know. Calm and safe around him. I like his “energy” if you want to call it that. And although he’s not outwardly (and definitely not fakely) nice, I think he understands much of me, and when he is nice, I know it’s genuine.  Also, playing with him was my first time playing in public, my first time with needles, my first time having sex in public, and really, my catalyst into more “hardcore” entry into the kink world. He’s also one of the few people I’ve been able to really, seriously cry in front of.

It was just incredibly nice seeing him again.  I’m glad we still have a lot of the same interactions, and I can’t wait for him to come visit in July.

That’s all.

-Essin’ Em