Nina's Nook

The feeling is very mutual but also mixed.
I feel like, if you see me, I'm not stalking you very well.
 
But hiding can be such fun ...... I can see why she likes it, at times the view is ..... uplifting.
 
Yes ...... I do believe so ...... lifting and checking ..... yes, definately so .......
 
-giggles-... if you had to lift to check, I then wonder what indeed was uplifted in the first place to go unknown in the unseen.... You do know that the stories told to children of winky thieves are just tales to keep young ones clothed, right?
 
Hmmm ...... didnt you feel the breeze sweet thing ?

I'm not sure sure I could do more and remain unseen, although that ceratinly would be a test now wouldn't it.
 
HAhahahahahahaha apparently I didn't!

That would be an... interesting... yes, interesting, test no doubt...

Though... if I close my eyes I wonder...
 
Well yes .... you could close your eyes.

I wonder too.
If you sat down at your desk
And felt .... something.
Almost imperceptible.
Would you close your eyes to play the game?
Or peek ..

The real question is,
Can I restrain you with honeyed words
Or do I have to use blood red silk?
 
Hmmmm....
That would depend...
If I didnt know you were around
I would peek..
If I knew you were around
I would already have an inkling..

Damn... thats a hard decision...
would depend on my mood...
an as of this moment..
hearing your words would be as wet silk
I'd be silly to fight...
 
No, not a fight
A battle of wills maybe
Neither wanting to concede
Although either winning has its rewards

I think closed eyes it should be
Watching the play of emotion across an ungaurded face is .....
Exquisite
Its like watching chocolate melt in a fire


Ever see a truely blind person taste ice cream?
I wish I could sense like that ......
 
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mmmhmmmm...
Wills and winning..
whimper and give...
Want and patience war...

Open or closed both has its joy...
open you can see the pulse race as you draw nearer
closed it's erratic... grins
mmmm melting chocolate.... yesss....

cant say as I have... watched a blind woman knit once.
Simply amazing... and indeed so do I...
 
Even eyes closed the body betrays
The beating neck pulse
Fingers opening and closing
Lips, moist and slightly parting
Legs .......

Skin would react without touch
Milimeters away, hovering, tracing, but not connecting
Static charge would ebb and flow
Temperatures would rise
And yet .....
no touch
And yet .....
No words
 
breath quick and pausing
patience held on bitten lip
as nostrils flare
and goose-flesh chases warmth and charge
tiny sounds escape
pleading for more
but no wish to break the spell
 
Not a spell
No magic
Just hot breath
Heavily laced with need
 
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a whimper
a taughtness to muscle
wanting to reach
to capture breath
 
Taughtness captivates
Sinew and muscle draw the gaze
But a whimper .......
 
silence and want drag on
inside wishing for the tick of a clock
instead of the beat in the ear
breath slows, deliberate
 
Not a tick, but a thump
A heartbeat, steady and rhythmic
A lulling cover for a groan of desire

Back in the shadows
Unseen but seeing
Your eyes now flash open
A fiery burst of ... something to be pursued

Not in the shadows
But yes ... in the dark



and now Miss Nina ... I must go ...
 
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ears twitch... so close... but not

Eyes wide then narrow
a sound to find beyond

beyond the shadows
beyond the light

a chase to find the dark



Good Night SR... untill next time...
 
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Slips behind and taps Nina on her shoulder ......... blowing hot air across her ear .....
 
turns following the fingers trail...

smiles softly.. remembering a dream of a dance
 
a dance ....... mmmm ...... whirling away and flipping the lights off .....
 
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