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~/ Walking in the park and reminiscing. ~/
Feb. 3rd, 2004 02:13 pmI love that song. It was playing on the shuttle from subway to work.
It was wintertime, February or March, and there was snow on the ground in Manhattan. I recall white light, not yellow or too far blue-tinged, coming in through the window. The three of us were on the couch - I think it had been he and I sitting next to each other, and then he pulled her down on top of us. We were laughing. Then I nibbled on her neck as he was kissing her, and she was petting me, and he had been kissing me before pulling her down? It was a big cuddly lovely time, for maybe 5 minutes. Then we realized we were being silly, all trying to fit on this little couch, and we moved to the bed. She and I stripped first; she lay down on my right side and we both watched him step out of his clothes and join us.
Watching them move, kiss, caressing and tasting first one then the other... kissing, touching, her side, his back. What stands out most is watching them together. Hearing both of their moans, watching her face as she came closer and closer, seeing him want her, and offering him my arm to bite because I saw him want to bite her neck and knew she couldn't handle that, guessed that she didn't want it. It was good timing, I think. She shudders, he collapses on top of her, I purr and lightly play my fingers through the sweat on his back.
I'll be back there in March.
It was wintertime, February or March, and there was snow on the ground in Manhattan. I recall white light, not yellow or too far blue-tinged, coming in through the window. The three of us were on the couch - I think it had been he and I sitting next to each other, and then he pulled her down on top of us. We were laughing. Then I nibbled on her neck as he was kissing her, and she was petting me, and he had been kissing me before pulling her down? It was a big cuddly lovely time, for maybe 5 minutes. Then we realized we were being silly, all trying to fit on this little couch, and we moved to the bed. She and I stripped first; she lay down on my right side and we both watched him step out of his clothes and join us.
Watching them move, kiss, caressing and tasting first one then the other... kissing, touching, her side, his back. What stands out most is watching them together. Hearing both of their moans, watching her face as she came closer and closer, seeing him want her, and offering him my arm to bite because I saw him want to bite her neck and knew she couldn't handle that, guessed that she didn't want it. It was good timing, I think. She shudders, he collapses on top of her, I purr and lightly play my fingers through the sweat on his back.
I'll be back there in March.
