Re: Call: Sam A/Cris M
Yeah—if you wanna. You wanna? What would you wanna do? [He nods.] People bein' into it is mosta why I'd watch somethin'. I've seen stuff where the woman ain't into it and I dunno. Nothin' kills it for me faster. It's why I say I know I'll like whatever you like, 'cause seein' you into stuff, seeing you abandon yourself to my cock or my tongue and good you feel. [He don't even notice his voice grating rougher and lower.] You got no idea what it does to me, mami. [And with a scoff.] I didn't hate it! I just would wanna fuck you bad, huh, pendeja? [Softer.] Entiendo. I'm still sorry. Does it still happen? I—Your throat, when I hold you, does it scare you? [He grins at her audible blush.] I do too. And I want you to feel safe sharin' with me stuff you wanna try, even though it can be scary, huh? I... Okay, I'll share somethin' that makes me real nervous. I wanna do a couple things. I wanna try the restrainin' thing. I'd kinda love you fuckin' yourself on me, usin' me to get off, and I can't do nothin'—if that wouldn't be weird. Y—Maybe... I dunno. Does it—I don't like guys and I don't want a guy or nothin', but maybe—would it be weird if I asked for—it's okay if you don't wanna—, but if you tried a finger in my ass when you suck me off? [Now that he's managed to get embarrass himself, he's actually glad to move on.] I'm not good at talkin' about it, but... if there's one thing I learned it's that talkin' about it can be good for healin', for makin' it less shameful...? I know you don't like talkin' 'bout your stuff, so I try not to push you on it. And sometimes I worry my stuff will trigger yours, huh? And I don't want that.