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darchChylde -> Wrist (10/21/2006 7:08:09 PM)
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Please indulge me and imagine for a little bit that i'm not a subbie boy... this was something i wrote for a friend that i couldn't/wouldn't do anything with after telling her about my "wrist thing"
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I start by quickly licking the inside of your wrist with the tip of my tongue... looking into your eyes, I slowly and gently blow on the now wet skin, watching your spine get a little straighter as the shivers crawl up it... then I scratch the same area, just deep enough to leave three red lines rising above the surface...then I gently kiss the offended flesh, allowing my lips to moisten and part slowly... firmly grasping your elbow and hand, I open my mouth wider, applying a slight bit of pressure on the somewhat meaty area of the wrist defined by the two bones of your forearm... gradually building the pressure, I run the tip of my tongue along the flesh beneath my teeth... after a few moments of your arm, and indeed, your entire body tensing against the mild pain I start to relax my teeth... but just as the fist you have my hand wrapped in begins to relax, I start to suck, gently at first, then with greater hunger... just as you start to grasp my hair, your hand had only barely moved, I stop and blow warm air over the area, followed by a blast of cool air to finish drying... once more looking into your eyes and enjoying the surprise, confusion, and above all else, desire I find there; I gently and quickly kiss away the last bit of moisture on the inside of your wrist, my lips alighting on your skin as soft and quick as a butterfly... still looking you in the eyes, I smile baring my teeth in a near feral grin; I rise and slowly walk away as you stand there in shock at my unexpected departure
just as I step beyond your sight, you hears a low, rough voice in your head
"not yet my dear, you are not quite ready... but soon, one step at a time"
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