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preparations and pleasures

Dear angel, so very far away.

I miss you very much, darling. It's been far too long since I was in the same room with you. It's been too long since I kissed you, and my mind has been wandering of late.

I think of things that I want to do with you. I look at my list and immediately start adding to it. I think about times we have been together, and my heart beats faster, knowing how much you love me, and knowing how much I love you. I am a very lucky man, angel.

I find myself making plans for our upcoming four day weekend, things that I want to do during that time. Have I mentioned how very excited I am that we're going to have four, hopefully uninterrupted days to explore each other and our relationship. I have so many plans, it can be hard to sort them out sometimes.

I know that you wonder, sometimes, how much or how little I plan a scene. It varies, from day to day, and from scene to scene. Sometimes, I decide that I'm going to take you, and just let events flow from experience to experience. I may tie your hands behind your back, then tease your nipples to get you all excited. I know how much you enjoy pleasuring me, so I frustrate that and do it to you instead. Once I see how you react, I will decide what to do to you next. Will I have you suck my cock, or will I push you down onto the bed and lick you to orgasm? The decision is made at the spur of the moment, based on your reactions, and my whims.

Other times, I have a scene that I play in my head for a while, refining it step by step, until I've got it all thought out. Then I'll make the appropriate preparations, and choose the night to carry it out. Usually, when I've got something in mind, I spend the evening getting you into the right mood, with teasing, innuendo, and touching. Maybe I'll whisper things to you in line to see a movie. Or I'll gently run my fingers over your arm. Or I'll tease you outrageously at dinner in a restaurant.

And when we get home, I'll continue the scene, taking it to the next logical step. The hardest part, once I've planned it out, is getting you to do what I want you to do before you realize what I'm trying to do. Pushing your buttons to bring out the brat in you, so that I can put you over my knee and spank you. Getting you turned on and excited so that I can make you tell me that you want me, and what you want me to do. Or letting you get lost in your computer, reading your email and surfing the web, so that I can suddenly drag you from that for a little bondage and rough sex.

There are also times where I have to adjust my plans because of outside pressures, or misread reactions. I'll have one thing in mind, and for whatever reason, I won't be getting a reaction I expected from you. Sometimes, I'll change my plans, and try to get you into the mood I'm trying for, and sometimes, I'll just abandon the plans and go with the flow. Does this make me less dominant? I don't think so. It makes me a better lover, I hope. After all, I'm trying to bring you pleasure as much as I'm trying to take my own pleasure from you.

Taking pleasure can be sweet. When you're reluctant, or busy, or bitchy, and I can push you down and take pleasure from you, it's a powerful rush. Feeling your body react, and hearing your voice change as the lust takes over is wonderful. And ordering you to pleasure me with your hands, or with your mouth, is delicious. Watching your face through my own pleasure, ordering you to do different things and seeing your concentration as you try to follow my orders is incredibly erotic.

Giving you pleasure can be just as sweet. In fact, it may even be sweeter for me. Watching your face as your resolve crumbles under my ministrations is a different kind of pleasure. Hearing you beg for me to continue, begging for my tongue, or my fingers, or my cock reaches something deep inside me. And making you helpless is especially sensuous for me. There's something immensely satisfying about seeing you, bound and helpless, and watching as you orgasm, your belly and legs trembling, your mouth open and moaning, and your head thrown back in reaction.

But, best of all are those scenes where I'm giving you pleasure by taking it from you. When you're tied up and helpless, and I'm slowly (ever so slowly) fucking you and watching you get more and more frantic beneath me. Or when I tease you to the edge of orgasm, and make you say things about yourself that you'd never admit in the cold, clear light of day, then filling your sopping pussy and hearing you moan in pleasure at the same time as I feel you spasming around me. Or feeling your pussy twitch and tighten every time I hit you with the flogger, and knowing that it's driving you deeper and deeper into subspace, and closer and closer to orgasm.

Any twit can take pleasure. Many lovers know how to give pleasure. But by sharing pleasure, you more than double the pleasure each feels. It's a case of one plus one making more than two. Your pleasure feeds my pleasure, and mine feeds yours, and we end up with more than the sum of the parts.

This sharing of pleasure isn't always easy. In too many cases, people end up either giving or taking, and that feedback is lost. It takes a special bond to share pleasure consistently, and I treasure the fact that I have that bond with you, angel. I try to give you as much pleasure as I receive from you. I try to make you as happy as you make me, every day.

Darling angel, I miss you terribly, and I can't wait for you to come home.

Neko

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