#my ass touches both sides so it creates like... a dam that blocks the water flow

[chubbychiquita]

who can build me a william howard taft bathtub?? 🥺

[itstheimpossibledream]

Only A Play-Part 2

Word Count:3053

Pairing :  AU Henry & FemBlack! Reader

Warning:Angst, soon to come Smut

Summary: Y/n and Henry still trying to navigate their mutual attraction but, their job is making it harder to deny.The next chapter is already written, there’s sex in it I swear.

"So today I want you guys to focus on working with Dana" Steve began 

"She's our resident intimacy coordinator, I've already gone over the scene with her and she's going to make sure it goes over as smooth as possible. We're going to get her assistance a couple times during this process but today we're going to empty out the studio so have fun, play and get to know eachother. Today is just a day for you two to find some comfortable physicality with eachother." Stephen winks at you and then begins ushering tech and the few ensemble members out of the room. Friend or not, anyone attracted to men could not deny that Mr. Cavill was absolutley gorgeous, as wasted as it may be. In all honesty you hadn't spoken much aside from that snowy day outside the studio. He did begin to bring coffee and Kal to rehearsals and you tended to find the snuggly, bear of a dog always next to you when you were waiting for a cue but, it wasn't as though the two of you had had a heart-to-heart and resolved any of these unspoken differences. And as far as the scene was concerned your heart was doing backflips unable to tell which action would come more naturally, to kiss him or to hit him.

"So I'm seeing a lot of passion here! O !Please remove your shoes for today's lesson." Dana cuts in breaking the silence. Both of you look down at the wood paneled floor. Now was the time where you really had to work, you think to yourself while slowly slipping out of your shoes. 

“Unfortunately Dana, “ Henry begins, immediately charming the brakes off of her. 

 “ At this point of the play I believe her character is quite conflicted, as a woman she obviously wants to give in to him but, at the same time she knows she'll be letting down her family and he will too, they'll live a life with no family outside of the one they create for themsevles. It's quite powerful.But, a tough emotional point to bring oneself to."

"That may be how Christopher sees it -" you snap referring to his character. You are suddenly aware that you sound way more upset then you had intended to. "She doesn't want have sex with him because if she does she's giving up more than him,she always has.That's the whole story of their relationship. " you say, allowing your words to be the dam between the flood of  frustration you want to direct his way.

"So as you said we both have a lot of emotions here, we need to work on honing them into something that could potentially work itself into this explosion of passion okay?" Dana jumped excitedly. She looks exactly like what you would have expected from an intimacy coordinator.She wore a long moo-moo like dress and chunky amber jewelry.She smelled of a ton of weed, not as though you were really complaining but, it all added to the aesthetic that had washed into the room on her heels as she had entered. 

"I want to begin with an exercise- Mr.Cavill I know you've done scenes like this before so please work with me if I touch on some things you've already heard." she says leaning over and squeezing his forearm while winking. Great even the sex scene coordinator thought he was hot.

" I'm going to give you the space to choose but I want you both to just slowly go through the scene and when you hit a line that feels acceptable you remove an item of clothing. On stage you've both agreed to full nudity but today I just want to push you to do what feels comfortable!" Quietly you both moved to the opposite ends of the room, hitting your marks to begin the scene. You said your first few lines focusing on washing the dishes, the studio didn't have running water so it ended up being more like mime washing dishes. You were so much more professional than you were proving to be in this moment but, the second Henry removed his shirt you couldn't help but feel embarrassed. On his first line?Really? That was so like him ,so pompous.  And even more upsetting how ridiculously attractive he was. God was his body sculpted from marble? Nothing but pure muscle rippling evenly, he seemed somehow tanned, despite the blistering New York winter. You focused hitting your next line perfectly ,completely unphased by his topless body.With the following delivery you shrug out of your jacket, revealing your tank top. Thank christ you had expected to have a hook-up with a bartender after today's rehearsal. You weren't in full lingerie but, you were definitely in a matching set. A matching set that happened to make your ass look great. You held that in your back pocket, knowing you had every right to parade about, naked in the same room as someone who was a shoe-in to be named 'World's Sexiest Man'. You went for it, pulling off your tank top with your next line. This is when your blocking got physical. You had run this scene before but, running it scantily clad was an entirely different matter. You were supposed to  straddle him. That seemed simple enough. You stood before him, gingerly sliding one knee up onto the couch and then swinging another to the other side of him. 

"Are you sure?" he whispered, low and slow. You hated how during the scenes he actually had moments of completely brilliant acting where you could see an amazing talent. Then, you felt his hand on your knee. It was absurdly large and warm, so warm. You froze. You didn't want to do it but, you froze.Your eyes flitted all over the room, desperately looking for a way out , to end the scene. You feel his hand move up your thigh, it's the blocking, he's just doing his job, you remind yourself. But, something in you makes you afraid of his touch. You look into his eyes and you can tell he's noticed you shrinking under his touch. He clears his throat and drops character.Changing his intention toward Dana.

"I'm sorry can we start over? I completely forgot my line." he smiled at her.

"Sure! That was really great I think just focus a bit more on your intention. It's funny I think you guys had more sexual tension at the start of the rehearsal than at the top of the scene!" she laughed to herself. "Okay, let's take a step back, relax , stand up !  Stand up!" she says, jumping to her feet. The two of you peeled yourself apart from each other and you found yourself looking down at your perfectly perky breasts feeling more insignificant than ever. You could feel your face heating up by his move to take the blame for the scene. It was much more gentlemanly than you were expecting from him. 

"How about we take a break and come back in twenty? She suggested after a few warm-ups of jumping around and saying self -assuring mantras out-loud. After half a bottle of water, redressing, boring stretches and pretending to avoid eye-contact with Henry your rehearsal was finally up.

“ Oookay guys good stuff. Goooood stuff ! So for the weekend tomorrow I know Stephen had you signed up for a few meet and greets and publicity shoots but, I actually think that if you guys could set aside the time that you do spend together to get physically comfortable it could do a lot for your onstage comfortability. Hand holding, general petting or stroking, you may even want to try a light sitting on the lap, just anything really to get you more used to one another. This relationship needs to seem as effortless and fluid as possible.” She smiled “ also note that my number is free for 24/7 communication so if something comes up for you emotionally in this work feel free to get in contact with me, even if it's just to chat my door is always open!" she beams,collecting her water bottle and other assorted scripts she was reading through at the beginning of the rehearsal. 

Stephen reenters and, he and Dana go to the corner of the room to talk. 

You work your back pack onto your shoulder and begin to head for the door.

"Wait up!" Henry calls out from behind you. You whirl around and almost bump into him. His sweatshirt is baggy but unzipped enough that you can see the small tufts of hair playing at the tops of his chest, his baseball cap pulled way down over his forehead. Those blue eyes shined bright from the shade under that baseball cap. 

"What are your plans for tonight ?" he asked, slightly exaggerating his breathing from the light jog across the room. You searched the room awkwardly,looking for an out. What is it with him? Why did he think, especially after the last time the two of you had spent alone together, that you would ever want to be included in his plans for the night.  

"Perfect Idea!" Stephen exclaims from across the room. "You guys use tonight to bond as much as possible before tomorrow afternoon's interview session yeah?" 

"Uhhhh sure ." You agree, not wanting to seem like the town buzz-kill. You turn shrugging towards Henry. He smiles, seeming almost relieved that you agreed without putting up a fight, as Steve moves to rejoin Dana in the back

"So uhhh my place or yours?" he asks in a half hearted joke. 

"Uhhh" you definitely don't want him at your place, where there is laundry strewn all over the apartment . 

"I mean I have to feed my dog and run some errands anyway so my apartment would be ideal."

"O great! Okay yeah , let's do that then." you pushed on the door and headed for the elevator, the ride down to the lobby of the rehearsal studios was entirely silent, filled with awkward shuffling and avoided eye contact. Only punctuated by a short uber black ride in silence to an apartment on the upper east side. Ofcourse he lived on the upper east side.The doorman was polite as you followed behind him, clearly him bringing strange women up to his apartment was not entirely unheard of. Once in the room, you asked where to sit your bag down, your afternoon ritual usually included a trip to the gym, that is what had become your me -time since college. He motioned you to his guest room, in which you were shocked,contained a shower, granted the entire tiny room was a shower but, being a guest in New York with your own bathroom was definitely not an everyday thing. Especially, for a little black girl from the south. 

"Is it okay if I shower before we grab dinner?" you ask.

"Oh! You wanted to grab dinner?I was just going to order chinese."

"That's fine! " you ungracefully exclaimed from the other room.Shit. Hopefully he didn't think you really meant grab dinner like on a date.

"Do you have a special order?"he asked, appearing in the doorway. You turned around slightly alarmed that his voice had gotten that much closer.

"I love everything!" you smile, he looked down at the floor nervously. "but shrimp lomein is my favorite." you say unzipping your jacket and placing it on the bed, your bra was working overtime holding you up and you made a mental note to order another one exactly like it. He cleared his throat and there was a second of silence. You could feel his eyes slowly darting around the room trying not to look at your chest. As actors, especially ones who have to do nude scenes together you didn't think it would be a big deal to him that you were getting ready to shower. You had mentioned on the elevator earlier that you had wanted a shower. Taking off your jacket just seemed like the right next step, nothing to feel weird over. 

"Sounds Good!" he exclaims, finally showing you his full smile, for the first time since the rehearsal process had started. God he was a sight, he had removed his hat and you noticed how perfectly his hair curled onto his forhead.It was adhered by sweat but, not the weird homecoming- football helmet sweat, you get from your highschool crush. This was a grown-man glistening infront of you. It sounded ridiculous, the situation itself was ridiculous,why was he even sweating ?

"Sorry-I uh- I didn't know you were showering right now. We can talk about it later if you-"

"It's fine" you say, stepping in and  laying a hand on his forearm.His eyes shot down to your hand then immediately back to your eyes, sure to avoid seeming like he was staring at your breasts. He clears his throat again and you can smell the faint cologne on him as you watch his adams apple bob. The air in the room changes and you feel him shift away from you. You mumble a thanks for the dinner as you hear  him close the door between you. 

Your shower was perfectly steamy and warm, much unlike your brooklyn apartment that had charm and character but, a much worse hot water heater. As you washed away the dirt from the day you tried not to think of Henry, of what he must think of you for absolutely chewing him out just a few short weeks ago. He seemed to have gotten over it but, at the same time perhaps he was just trying to be the better person. As much as you hated to admit it he had completely accepted your scathing critique and was now treating you like the highest paying guest at a five-star resort. You turned down the hot water, basking in the last bit of steam and enjoying the first true silence of your day. Reaching an arm up, you grab a towel, wrapping it around your body. You stretched out for another towel that you had laid across the sink, somehow your legs completely slipped from under you and you crashed to the floor,grabbing the sink for leverage. Really all you did was knock over some toiletries that you had put on the sink earlier and you could feel your cheeks heating up. It was weird to be embarrassed in a room by yourself but, you knew he must've heard something. You sat on the floor, allowing your chin to rest on the top of your knees. You desperately needed a moment to breathe. Life had been so stressful lately, and you possibly had let off a bit too much steam on him. He was actually a nice guy, sure the accessible information on him didn't make him look amazing but when it came down to it once you explained how you felt about him he had worked so hard to seem normal and accessible. For whatever reason  he seemed to respect your opinion as an artist. The knock at the door kept you from becoming completely lost in your thoughts. It knocked again and you could hear his feet shuffle on the hard wood outside of the door, the nails of the large dog clicking the floor next to him. 

"You okay in there?" It seemed earnest enough.

"Yeah!" you called back "My mind has really been somewhere else lately, I just umm lost my footing- that's all." 

"Okay well let me know if you need anything." It was cheery but helpful. Once you heard him close the door to your room you got up and got dressed as quickly as you could, fumbling to get sweatpants on without accident. Today was definitely not your most agile day. You finally let your hair down and put on just the smallest amount of mascara to make your eyes pop.It was an effortlessly hot look that had worked for you for years, especially in college. You closed the door behind you and gently padded your way to the kitchen. The apartment was cozy, Kal was curled up on a rug in the corner of the room while Henry portioned the food onto pristine white plates. You noticed the baseball cap was back on and at least thanked god for giving you that small assistance in removing the temptation to touch him by running your fingers through his hair.

"So you order takeout but refuse to eat it out of the container?"you asked jokingly as he whirled around from the counter.That smile appeared on his face again and you knew you were putty in his hands,The way he filled out his navy blue t-shirt was unbelievable.

"It's less calories this way." he winked. Thank god he had a sense of humor.You returned his smile now sitting in the chair closest to the kitchen. The conversation veered from workout routines, to body image stress as a performer and then back to work. You found yourself sucking a noodle wishing he'd bring up something else. You absolutely could not do a night of niceties and small talk at this point in your life but, you also weren't ballsy enough to walk right up to him and tell him you wanted him.

"Y/N?"he asked

"Yeah?" you jumped being pulled once again from you daydream

"Do you wanna run lines or watch tv or something?"he asked shyly

"Yeah I mean -we can run lines if you want I just thought we were supposed to bond by talking or something." you laughed trying to take the edge off the awkwardness of the scenario.

"Well what do you want to talk about ?' he asked, leaning back in his seat, baseball cap over his eyebrows.His jawline was so sharp it could cut ice, it dawned on you that he was actually much too goodlooking for his own good. 

You picked up a fortune cookie at the center of the table and tossed it to him.

"Read me your fortune."you smiled seductively. He raised his eyebrows at you but, something must have convinced him because he simply shook his head and said.

"Okay."

[yesbothways]

7 pieces of queer sex wisdom

Hello, queermos and any random straights who want to think about sex more!  I love you, and it’s nearly Valentine’s day.  So I am going to write you a post on some basic, tangible stuff I learned from queer feminist sex positive anti-rape culture that transformed my sex life in crucial and fantastic ways.  Take, leave, and add what you will!  And feel free to talk to me on here!  

1.) Am I normal?  Yes.  The fact that some folks navigate their way through this culture and have only positive, uninhibited sex lives is basically a miracle.  Most people are lying or hiding their truth.  You are not a freak or alone standing on the outside of some commonplace experience of a world of great and easy sex.  Our sex culture is absolute garbage.  Nothing in the world has made good sex easy or commonplace.  This is a rape culture full of pandemic abuse and traumatized sexualities.  If you’re alienated or scared of sex, it’s not something you did wrong.  

If you can learn to see yourself and your relationship to sex in the context of society that can reveal many insights and make it clear you’re not alone.   You will learn that to have good sex, you need to be capable of embodied consent, and our society actively works against that happening.  Try reading the anthology Yes Means Yes:  Visions of Female Sexual Empowerment and a World Without Rape and visit the blog of the same name.  Find hubs like feminist, sex positive sex shops like Good Vibrations in Boston and SF.  They gather great resources as their mission and livelihood.  Learn about embodied consent and explicit verbal consent.  You will learn that sex requires safe spaces, good information, and supportive relationships both with people you do and do not have sex with directly.  

2.) Sex does not only exist between people:  You have a sexuality all on your own.  Your sexuality exists without a sexual partner; solo sex exists before partner sex.  You can establish an entire, new relationship to sex without a sexual partner.  In fact, if you have past trauma or blocks about sex, being on your own can enable that work in ways muddled by a partner’s presence.  I learned about this in a rad book called Healing Sex by Staci Haines.  A friend of my learned about it from Betty Dodson.  It will change things when this settles on you.  And it will change how you experience partner sex.  

For one thing, it will challenge the learned sexist, heteronormative assumption that sex innately involves an active partner and a passive partner.  You see this all the time with sex in media.  Basically, men do stuff to women, and women react.  The men are neither receptive nor responsive.  Women are not active.  Real people having real sex create all kinds of dynamics between them, and consent requires everyone to participate in making sex happen.  

One radical tip I have learned was that if you’re trying to decide whether to be with someone as a sexual partner, seeing how they interact with their own bodies will tell you most of what you need to know.  That’s called “mutual masturbation” in sex lit by the way, and most folks call in “manual sex,” which is actually when you touch each other.  If you and your partner touch yourselves together, you will learn a lot even if you’ve been together for a long time.  

3.) Slow down and break sex down into many various experiences.  When it comes to partner sex, begin by slowing the hell down. I mean it.  Slow down!   Try for about a twentieth or a fiftieth of the speed you think it’s normal to move. Then figure out how vast of an array of things you can actually do that are all sex.  Let me give you an concrete example.  A close cis woman friend was trying to have good sex with cis boyfriend, and they were both really spooked from bad past experiences with both religion and partners.  So they took PIV off the table and had a whole, great sexual relationship for months that they both loved.  Then they decided to try to have PIV sex and got nervous again.  And I was like, have a little bit of PIV, then do your usual stuff, try different positions, make it clear you’ll try multiple times not one, crucial time, try out lots of types of condoms.  Take the pressure off as much as you can.  Very soon, the experience was great for them both.  Try to learn all the things you can even do in sex.  They don’t teach you that in schools.  A website called Scarlateen has a lot of information and a huge checklist of sex acts that’s a good starting point.  I also love queer porn made by Crash Pad, because it’s all consensual and diverse.

4.)  You invest in even the dumbest hobbies; invest in sex.  You do need stuff.  First buy a really, really good, water-based, organic lubricant.  Then try other good lubricants.  This is a tricky bit of advice to give, because you will want to buy cheap lube.  DON’T.  DON’T BUY ANY CHEAP LUBE.  A cheap lube weakens tissues and makes sex worse and less safe; a good lube strengthens tissues and makes sex better and more safe.  I recommend Sliquid organics.  Anyone who gets snooty and says if you need lube, you’re not doing sex right is thinking of sex as a performance set into a hierarchy.  Don’t listen to that stuff.  If you know when and how to use lube, for one thing, you’re a better partner.  You’re less dependent on age and the way your body is now.  And you can have sex longer with less change of being hurt.  Especially with something like anal sex, you need to know how to use lube and what good lube is.  Buy this one thing, please.  I would buy it for you and put it in your hand if you were here with me.  I swear I would.

5.)  Practice using barriers alone and with willing partners even though you don’t “need to.”  If you can reduce the risks involved in sex for yourself and your partners, why would you not?  For some reason, it’s really hard for us to begin to use barriers.  I could talk all about sociological and psychological reasons why, but let’s not.  Using barriers will make them a part of sex in your imagination and experience; they’ll become associated with sex and actually sexy to you.  Try lots of types of condoms.  There are really good ones out there (and Trojans and similar ones aren’t actually very good).  The only really good flavored condoms I’ve found are Glide condoms.  You can get gloves at any store like a CVS.  The main thing to know about dams is that you need to put lube on the side that touches the receptive partner’s body.  If you can offer to competently and comfortable use any barriers your partner wants, you’re a much better sexual partner than most people walking down the street.  

6.)  Vibrators are essential, and the Hitachi Magic Wand exists.  I’m not sure this warrants much in terms of details.  Vibrators are incredible.  Try some of them.  There’s also this thing called the Hitachi Magic Wand.  It’s like a hundred vibrators magically consolidated into one.  Multiple cis women I know who thought they were not sensitive enough or orgasmic enough and blah-blah-blah got one, and their entire self-image changed over night.  

7.)  All strap-ons and dildos are completely different to experience.  Seriously, they are all completely different to experience.  I recommend a strap-on harness that’s simple materials like vinyl that goes around the waist and hips, not one that’s a g-string and goes up your ass crack or goes on your thigh.  They make ones that go two ways if you’re interested in those, but there’s a physical learning process involved.  I don’t know why harnesses are so expensive and good ones so hard to find, so I will link one here.  I don’t recommend buying any dildos that aren’t high grade silicone.  If you can’t boil it to sterilize it, I would pass.  I recommend simply investing in Vixskin dildos, because you will end up wasting money on cheaper ones that will never add up to one of these. They are just better than anything else in crazy way.  They finally designed a non-realistic one recently.  I recommend the Mustang for people learning to use dildos, because that is a good modest sized one that makes it easy not to hurt yourself or your partner.  

Lastly:  I got a lot from the books Exhibitionism for the Shy, the Sunstone comics, and Opening Up. And I recommend that everyone try reading some fan fic and thinking more about sex to figure out what you find erotic and desirable and what you DO NOT find erotic and desirable.