Through lover's eyes...

  • Thread starter La damnee elle la licorne
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I'll bite.

I understand your feelings of "home" and "safety". He's my constant, my sure place even when everything else may seem unstable.

I love his hands, they're large and warm and rough. He's the only man to ever touch me so tenderly. Slipping my hair behind my ear, tilting my chin up for a kiss, and knowing all too well what sadistic actions those hands can take. I treasure his gentle actions knowing they're for my benefit.

His forearms and biceps and shoulders oh my. I like to watch him work, watch the muscles move under his skin. His ability to do hard physical labor fascinates me, I could watch him for hours.

The dip of his throat between his collar bones, the breadth of his chest, his wide stubbled jaw, sharp prominent nose. I'll rest my head on his shoulder and stare up at him, trace the line of his brow down the bridge of his nose and under his eye, down his cheek and along his jaw, down his throat to his collar bone. I love how relaxed his features are when he's sleeping, he looks almost... Soft. His ass is to die for and I love the points of his hips. They're sensitive to bites and nips. I love his cock and how he smells and tastes.

He's quiet and can be reserved in new settings and is often mistaken as shy. He's kind and tries to help those around him, not always to his benefit. He loves his children and would do anything for them. He is cautious where I am not. When my head floats into the clouds he firmly plants my feet for me. I need him to be all of these things.

I've been with him for 7 years, we've known each other since middle school. We've watched each other change through puberty and into adulthood. I've loved him thick and thin and everything in between. He's loved me through pregnancies and recoveries, and despite my scars and permanent changes. He caresses and kisses trails over my most hated parts and whispers how sexy I am in his low husky voice.

I don't see physical flaws in him, I just see him. And when I sneak a photo of him, I think my lens reflects that.
 
I can't even imagine relying or being that close with anyone. Maybe, I'm not ready or maybe, I don't have the capability.
 
Revival

I've been thinking about this again. I wish I had a camera on hand for a lot of moments with Him. I take so many mental pictures of pieces of him. His hand pressed into our mattress, the strain of his arms when he carries something heavy, or when he embraces our kids. I love watching him work on something delicate, the movements of his fingers.

His face shows a lot when he reads, I don't think he realizes. His expressions shift and change with abandon and makes me smile. He's furry, so very furry. He's growing his beard out and I love it, he's so baby faced when he shaves.

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I've shared this before and I'll share it again. One of my favorite pictures I've taken of him.

He sprawled across me after a night of fucking and talking, fucking and talking, his arm cast over me possessively. I love nights like those. <3
 
It appears JBJ's sebaceous scrotal cyst updated Google Translate.
 
Is SmallPenis86 still following me around?
lol

Are you fishing for attention, or is your racist guilt making you think my pist was about you?

Since you brought it up though, there does seem to be a correlation between your pisting frequency and ol' Jimmie's.

When laying with dogs...

I wonder if Lit's racist curmudgeon wonders the same thing as your pist, anticipating your attentive reply, when he pists.
 
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Well you're quite transparent, 86. Even when you're trying to keep your compulsion in check and not addressing me directly, you often start posting within minutes of mine.
But you couldn't help yourself, could you? You had to post in the same thread as I did, with a "subtle" inuendo re our latest "conversation". You think that you're mighty clever because I fell into your "trap", do you?

Don't get me wrong. I AM an attention whore and I like attention. So you got one thing right.
But only from cute posters who have a normal equipment. Not from stupid fat "family men". The only area where one might use the word cute when it comes to you is your wee penis.
 
Well you're quite transparent, 86. Even when you're trying to keep your compulsion in check and not addressing me directly, you often start posting within minutes of mine.
But you couldn't help yourself, could you? You had to post in the same thread as I did, with a "subtle" inuendo re our latest "conversation". You think that you're mighty clever because I fell into your "trap", do you?

Don't get me wrong. I AM an attention whore and I like attention. So you got one thing right.
But only from cute posters who have a normal equipment. Not from stupid fat "family men". The only area where one might use the word cute when it comes to you is your wee penis.


There you go! That pist is more in the spirit of Elle's thread!

Let me also take this opportunity to point out that whoever is doing your writing now is far better than who you were using before. The grammar, syntax... night and day! You may have to re-think that whole English is my second language bit.

Just between you and me, who is 86 in your 'lover's eyes' pist above? Busybody or gump?
 
Well, that's a great horn....:)




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Pink, you have shown remarkable capacity to love your family. IMO G and I are, because of circumstance and restriction as well as mutual intoxication, are too insular. I think this closeness is not lost when not so 'island' ish. I don't think it's unhealthy for a partner to not be your 'everything' either. :rose:


When it come to my daughter, sometimes, I think I love her too much. Cutting the apron strings has been really hard. Perhaps if I had 2 children, instead of just 1, it wouldn't be so bad.
 
I get what this thread is about. Photos capturing a loved one. No nothing that would be an instagram hit.

Maybe a thoughtful moment, maybe at play or a part of their body you find incredible sexy.

A picture that captures their essence.
 
My girlfriend takes sneaky photos of me. Usually when I'm thinking <insert joke here> Profile pics mainly. Me in a warm jumper. Me on the couch. Me at my desk. Me reading. Me looking at her. She keeps them and looks at them. It's sweet really. :)
 
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