As Beau had gone on talking, Eliot had slowly transitioned from stretched out on the blanket to sitting upright. Never mind the part about Glinda being, apparently, her woman, he'd deal with absorbing that on his own time.
This was more than a magic question — but Eliot felt equipped to deal with this even more than the magic part. He knew how few limits there were on the twists and turns sex could take. Pummeling someone or being pummeled might not be his thing, but it was hardly unheard of.
It also generally took a lot of negotiation. But that was getting ahead of things.
"Does it still feel good when you think about it?"
First question. Was it something she thought she would want to do again?
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Date: 2018-12-04 04:05 pm (UTC)As Beau had gone on talking, Eliot had slowly transitioned from stretched out on the blanket to sitting upright. Never mind the part about Glinda being, apparently, her woman, he'd deal with absorbing that on his own time.
This was more than a magic question — but Eliot felt equipped to deal with this even more than the magic part. He knew how few limits there were on the twists and turns sex could take. Pummeling someone or being pummeled might not be his thing, but it was hardly unheard of.
It also generally took a lot of negotiation. But that was getting ahead of things.
"Does it still feel good when you think about it?"
First question. Was it something she thought she would want to do again?