juniperbeestyx

[juniperbeestyx]

I really wanted to tell you about how it feels to make love to You. To the real You; fluid and wild, feral and beautiful, patient and meticulous, yet so desperate and full of desire.

When you unmask and relax and let me be intimate with all of you, it’s when I feel most in love with you; most overcome with lust and connection.

There are times when we fuck that I see you with your ever growing muscles and the way you take hold of my body like you own it and I think “what a mannn”, and I love that version of you so much.

There are times when we are intimate and I get to run my fingers over your gentle curves and I hear your sweet little moans as your thighs quiver and shake against my lips and I think “that’s my girl”, and I love that version of you so much.

But my favorite times are when we make love in the haze of a trippy evening, or with the Marias playing softly under the light of the moon.. when I can feel the form of your soul entangled with mine. On the nights in which our formlessness can wrap around one another like tentacles; in the late hours when I can feel the cosmos shifting beneath your skin and touch the eldritch being within you; that’s when I feel the most connected to you..When the crystal blue of your eyes is all I see, and you radiate this glorious energy that I don’t even have the words to explain..there is where I see My Squid. You are the sound waves reverberating in my chest, you are the heat between my thighs, the ever present, ever loving being whom I get the greatest honor to call my Person.

Some days, that title, My Person, it doesn’t even seem like enough for how I feel about you. You aren’t just My Person. Of course you’re my partner, my darling, my love, but you’re also Etherial, You’re My Everything.

I love you so much, and I want to spend forever exploring your vast forms, and falling in love with each and every one of them.

[juniperbeestyx]

The way that the waves are ever changing, always fluid and beautifully curved, and yet so strong and powerful and fear striking.. the way that it provides an environment for other creatures to grow and change and evolve.. the breathtaking shades of blue that reflect the open sky with such grace and perfection.. and I’m the most enamored by the darkest depths that are home to ship wrecks, creatures that are still completely unknown to man kind, and true eldritch horror beyond the nightmares of any man.. I want to explore every inch of it, both in the light and the dark.. learn to appreciate every living orgasm that it houses so that I can help to conserve and nurture them too.. help clean up the pollution left behind from those who chose to harm instead of cherish.. and if I get lucky, perhaps one evening, I’ll catch the eye of the Moon.. she who causes the rising and falling of the tides, he who’s gravitational pull is unwavering to even the deepest parts of the void that is my dearest Sea. But I’d also be more than grateful just to bask in her glow in the reflection of the waves.. but even on the stormiest of nights when the waters rage and tear ships apart at the seams, I still find nothing but love for my Deep Blue Neptune.

[juniperbeestyx]

I don’t know if you’ve made the connection yet. But I take pictures of things that I find reflections of your beauty in. Sometimes I see you in colors that are so vibrant and beautiful, but are often unnoticed by those who don’t take time to make friends with the clouds or have a smoke session with the rising sun. Other days I see you in patterns and details that are as intricate as the thoughts that often inspire your art. There are even days when I feel your love in the mundane. In the sweetness of my morning tea, I taste the comfort of your kiss. In the soft rainy mornings, I am inspired by thoughts of dancing with you to songs as passionate as our love. In flowers I see you growing despite struggle, dispite hardship, I see your beauty blossoming through the concrete of your past. And sometimes you’re love even inspires me just to slow down and enjoy the art of the universe, to take up space and take pictures of things that make me happy for the simple reason that your love makes me feel like I do deserve happiness after all.

[juniperbeestyx]

I don’t want to be here anymore.. I want to be beneath you, holding nice and still as you so bravely straddle my hips and start to slowly lower yourself onto my cock.. I want to be exploring those curves with my fingertips, tracing my way up to your nipples as you take more and more of me. I want to see how pretty your cock looks as it gets harder and starts to bounce as you ride me faster. I want to see how hard I can make you blush and hear how you whimper my name in desperation as you fight the need to cum.

I need to be fucking you.

[juniperbeestyx]

I can’t get you off my mind today and it’s driving me mad.I need you so badly; the feeling of your piercing just teasing my clit, driving me crazy and having me dripping wet and breathless before you’re even inside of me..the agonizingly slow way that you’d first start to enter me, making sure that I felt every inch of you as thrusted into my desperate pussy… the way that for the first time in my life, it didn’t hurt.. I could just lay back and let ecstasy wash over me and let you ravage me with your beautiful body.. and fuckkk you came so hard every single time and I could feel your cock absolutely throbbing for me as I tightened around you and it only made me need you more.. no toy, no fingers or vibrators, just your cock.. that’s all I need.. please?

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I often find myself looking in the mirror before I shower and I run my fingers over the beautiful scars that you left on my chest. I remember the anticipation..knowing that as soon as you finished smoking that joint, that it would be being put out against my skin..Giddy and anxious, I could barely sit still as I wondered if I could handle it. But as soon as I looked into your piercing blue eyes and felt that burning on my chest, I knew that I needed more of you. In just that quick act of burning me, I felt so much trust and comfort with you. It was with that first burn that my entire being realized that I’d be at your loyalty forever. You could bring me to levels of orgasm that I never knew before. I don’t know if you noticed but I leaned into your fingers, embracing the heat and the truly unbridled, desperate desire that I have for you. Anything for you Miss. You have earned my submission, and for you Sir, I will do anything. I am yours and only yours Squiddy.

[juniperbeestyx]

It was both the night of our firsts, and the last night we’d have together; at least for longer than either of us would have liked to think about at the time. It was late into the night, and yet we were both still wide awake. Our room was lit only by the flame of a single candle. The smell of sandalwood and vanilla drifted through the air. Although we lay in each other's arms, bare skin touching from head to toe, we still felt desperately far apart from one another. In that moment, the only way that we could have gotten as close as we desired, would be if we had melted ourselves down to our deepest existences, to our very souls and mixed them into one another until there was no way to distinguish one from the other .

But alas, we are still loved and cherished as individuals, and thus our souls will continue to be apart, still perpetually pulling at one another like magnets. So, I chose to be as close as I was allowed, and worship the vessel. Which, might I add, so gracefully carries the soul that I love so dearly.

I sat up for a moment and just basked in the gentle glow of their aura. The shadows danced over their curves in the flickering of the candlelight. I leaned down and brought my lips to the soft skin of their chest, and I felt their breath hasten. Even from the most tender of touches, I knew that they needed me every bit as much as I needed them. But I didn’t want quick and needy. I wanted slow, painful, desperation. I wanted their mind completely void of any thoughts that weren’t of me. I wanted total control of every fiber of their being. Even just for a second, I wanted them to feel exactly what they do to me.

So I fought off my desires, and I touched them. I let my fingertips glide over their vulnerabilities, following the patterns of each scar and each marking, and I told them exactly what I thought. I told them how their eyes reflected the beauty of their soul as I traced the shape of their face. I told them how I knew that they were made just for me, simply by the way that their body fit so perfectly to mine. I whispered to them about how strong and capable, how enchanting and majestic, how ethereal they looked in that moment, and every other one in which I had known them. I told them that I loved them infinitely.

On this night, we had intimacy that no one could understand but us. On this night, we had passion and bliss that even the strongest of orgasms couldn’t touch. On this night, our souls were truly entwined.

To be continued

[juniperbeestyx]

I love your posts so much, so I thought that maybe I could do something that you would love and that might make you feel better.

I know that you’re scared and overwhelmed, and that’s absolutely okay. I see you, I hear you, I am so fucking proud of you my love. I’m proud of you for facing the emotions, for trying your hardest to work through them and for letting me in.

This moment may seem like you’re messing things up and that things are going to fall apart, but honestly, moments like these make me feel the most secure and the most validated as your partner. Even though I can’t be there in the physical sense, I will do my damndest to be there for you in every other way possible. I want to take care of you, I want to be someone that you turn to for reassurance and encouragement, and this right here! This shows me your true love. You let me see all of you, even the parts of you that you aren’t proud of or that you wish weren’t there. And I accept and cherish and love every one of those parts too.

I’m here for you my love, in this moment and into eternity