RVA: Negotiations
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jeriendhalAnother disconnected Salli and Ali piece. No place to put it in any of the stories, but I thought I'd get it down. Too many romance novels assume All Sex is Wonderful, and don't make allowances that what one partner might like another might not.
After the thrill of admitting their feelings for one another and the initial round Oh, Mother Goddess, I want to be with you forever sex had passed, Salli and Ali settled down to a slightly less frantic routine when it came to lovemaking. Which involved a bit of negotiation.
For one thing, what turned on one of them didn't necessarily turn on the other. Both of them, Salli was force to admit, were too broken by their experiences. So there was a longish period of discussion and experimentation about who touched where and why.
Breasts and loins were pretty safe areas to explore, they both found. Salli wasn't at all fond play nips, but Ali quickly realized that, and settled for gentle licking.
Ali, for her part, didn't respond well at all to anything resembling a tug on either her ears or tail. The first time Salli attempted to massage the younger vixen's ears for example, it ended with her getting an elbow in the gut. Then she'd spent the better part of an hour helping poor Ali calm down after the vixen had broken down in years, thinking she'd hurt Salli. Salli had tried to get around this by grooming Ali's tail for her, but had given up when the younger vixen's shivers while she brushed, trying to control her reactions for her lover's sake, had been too much to watch.
Salli on the other hand, didn't like being pinned down under Ali's body on the bed. Side by side cuddling was fine, and quite enjoyed, but Ali's full weight, all compact muscle with little soft fat to be found, was right out. Ali quickly realized the reasons behind that reaction, the clever girl. No need to explain further, much as Salli avoided asking about the ear and tail thing. On the other hand, Ali had no objections at all to be used as a living, breathing body pillow, and seemed to enjoy Salli lounging atop her.
Feet, as it unexpectedly turned out, were an area of mutual satisfaction. Ali was already good with massage, neither of them were ticklish in that area, and Salli found she could effectively remove Ali's spine with a few drops of oil and a gentle rub on the younger vixen's foot pads. Ali could do the same to her, and to her surprise Salli also found that she also enjoyed getting her toes worshiped. But, she'd firmly drawn the line, only when they were in bed together. Ali's already disturbing habit of automatically kneeling at Salli's side when the latter sat in a chair was a point that was being worked on. Salli didn't want to make it worse by acting like an ancient queen on a throne.
It was a work in progress.
After the thrill of admitting their feelings for one another and the initial round Oh, Mother Goddess, I want to be with you forever sex had passed, Salli and Ali settled down to a slightly less frantic routine when it came to lovemaking. Which involved a bit of negotiation.
For one thing, what turned on one of them didn't necessarily turn on the other. Both of them, Salli was force to admit, were too broken by their experiences. So there was a longish period of discussion and experimentation about who touched where and why.
Breasts and loins were pretty safe areas to explore, they both found. Salli wasn't at all fond play nips, but Ali quickly realized that, and settled for gentle licking.
Ali, for her part, didn't respond well at all to anything resembling a tug on either her ears or tail. The first time Salli attempted to massage the younger vixen's ears for example, it ended with her getting an elbow in the gut. Then she'd spent the better part of an hour helping poor Ali calm down after the vixen had broken down in years, thinking she'd hurt Salli. Salli had tried to get around this by grooming Ali's tail for her, but had given up when the younger vixen's shivers while she brushed, trying to control her reactions for her lover's sake, had been too much to watch.
Salli on the other hand, didn't like being pinned down under Ali's body on the bed. Side by side cuddling was fine, and quite enjoyed, but Ali's full weight, all compact muscle with little soft fat to be found, was right out. Ali quickly realized the reasons behind that reaction, the clever girl. No need to explain further, much as Salli avoided asking about the ear and tail thing. On the other hand, Ali had no objections at all to be used as a living, breathing body pillow, and seemed to enjoy Salli lounging atop her.
Feet, as it unexpectedly turned out, were an area of mutual satisfaction. Ali was already good with massage, neither of them were ticklish in that area, and Salli found she could effectively remove Ali's spine with a few drops of oil and a gentle rub on the younger vixen's foot pads. Ali could do the same to her, and to her surprise Salli also found that she also enjoyed getting her toes worshiped. But, she'd firmly drawn the line, only when they were in bed together. Ali's already disturbing habit of automatically kneeling at Salli's side when the latter sat in a chair was a point that was being worked on. Salli didn't want to make it worse by acting like an ancient queen on a throne.
It was a work in progress.
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Date: 2014-12-09 12:54 am (UTC)Especially if the trauma was suffered in the bedroom.
Especially if both people in a relationship suffer PTSD.
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Date: 2014-12-19 12:43 pm (UTC)