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The door was cracked open so I could see glimpses of her body. She was nervously standing there -waiting, fidgeting. My goodness so beautiful. I took my time walking towards her noticing the closer I got the slower my stride. It was getting darker. The candles lit the bathroom up. I found myself standing there admiring the view. She caught me, giggled and turned a bit bashful. I could tell she was still self conscious about her flaws. Even though my jaw drops on the regular during our video calls. I tapped the door open with my foot entered and walked past her to the chair. Took a deep breath, breathing in her scent before laying panties over the arm. I wanted her to understand how desirable she was. Turning towards her like a prowling wolf. I could see she was avoiding eye contact. I told her to look at me, she didn't. "I see"....walking closer I stood behind her. Took my finger and ran it across her shoulders. She shuttered, there she goes holding her breath again. I moved closer and could feel her arch her ass into my jeans. I couldn't help but to let her body fall into mine. "Damn, naughty girl", slipped from my lips, Her head dropped back,. Feeling her relax and fall into me. I can't explain how good it felt. I grabbed her breast rubbing and pinching her nipples. "Mine?" She let out a little whimper "mmmhhmm". Clinching on to my arms, arching her ass with every touch. I felt myself getting more aggressive. "Mine?", she said "Yes". I moved my hand up towards her neck. Softly sliding it back down to her chest as I said, "Yes what?", pushing into her. "I'm yours babe". I asked her if she felt safe as I traced her skin with my finger tips. She replied, "Yes". "You're mine and will do as you're told?", "yes". I wasn't planning on touching her just yet but she was being a brat because she needed reassurance. I had no problem adjusting. She felt so good -having her in my arms, wiggling, whimpering, needy. It was exactly what I needed. She obviously knew what I liked. She enjoyed making me crazy and I didn't mind at all. I kissed her neck, held her hips still and made my way in front of her. I could feel a intense energy wasn't sure if it was just me. "Look at me", she didn't but instead shyd away looking down. I grabbed her chin with my hand and pulled her face up. "We are going to have to work on that", " I said look at me". I could see her pulling at her fingers. Giving in as our eyes met. She started to blush when I said, "hey there beautiful". She replied, "hello". Took my hand away from her chin tracing a line down to her chest, tugging her nipple before I slowly walked around her observing and enjoying her body. "Mmmm, damn" "Very nice", you're beautiful. I made my way towards the chair. Pulled it away from the wall a bit and took a seat, picking up the panties closing my eyes breathing her in deep "mmmm". I looked over at her staring back at me with this grin on her face. "Dance for me". Without hesitation she confidently struts my way, swaying her hips and moving her arms. Slapping her ass, touching and caressing her body. She was beautiful and could really move her body, wow. I could feel my teeth salivating to the point where I was almost drooling. Motionless thinking to myself -here she is, dancing... for me.... I could see her confidence growing seeing my reactions. She walked past my legs, grazing my knees. Dancing behind me, her hands touching my shoulder. She bent and slid her hand down and up my chest. Every touch soft and teasing. She put her fingers through my hair, caressing my chin as she slinked away. Did a little dance that ended with her standing in front of me. Wedged her leg in-between mine. It was an older style big chair sturdy enough for two people. Sitting up I grabbed onto her hips turnt her around slapping her ass. "Mmmm, you're so fucking sexy". She did a little twirl and climbed onto my lap. "Hi", I said, "hello". It's like time froze for minutes.
To be continued
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i’ve been hating my body so much lately, to have a body is to carry the burden of seeing and feeling it every day, i wish i was just a light shapeless floating spirit
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Hey, hope you're doing well! Had a couple questions for you if they're not too personal:
1. Whats your favourite story you've written so far? Is it something public? Is it finished?
2. Do you have any long form non-interactive fiction you've written that's available to read? I would genuinely kill to read something like that from you
hi :-) ohh these are fun...
my favorite story is probably My NovelTM which isn't finished yet, i've written a first draft and now it's just been languishing until i can find the motivation to start a second draft. i finished the first draft in august i think, and started editing it pretty heavily before i realized i was just going to have to rewrite the whole thing again. i'm mostly having trouble with the ending, which always seems to be my problem lmfao... anyways it follows the relationship of Angel and Valerie, after Valerie has been missing for a few months and suddenly returns as a vampire with no memory of Angel or what happened over the months while she was away. it alternates between both their povs in both present day and through flashbacks.
so unfortunately for your second question, no, but i do hope to publish Angel and Valerie's story one day, either traditionally through a small press (lol here's hoping) or by self-publishing it. otherwise my only published work is what's available on my itch.io (siren's call, one day hike, etc)
i am working on a short story for vampire jam, which i'll hopefully be sharing next month. it's still in the form of interactive fiction, published in twine, but it's more of a short story than anything like blood choke or tnp. i also have a butch cowboys and zombies story i've been working on for a while, but i'm not sure when i'll get around to finishing it since it's not a priority project.
i do want to write another novel as well, a very old story i've been kicking around for years, but as usual i haven't been able to come up with an ending for it... but maybe one day.
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Imposter syndrome is such an annoying thing and shows up when I least expect it.
It used to be this big hulking thing that made me worry I'd chosen a field of work I wasn't cut out for (turns out I'm good at frontend programming) and fear my writing sucked (turns out I've improved over time) and that no one cared what I thought about the media I enjoy (turns out that people enjoy my rambles and I'm persuasive in person when it comes to convincing people to watch tv shows I like)
And while I've learned that the voice of imposter syndrome is wrong... it is still there. Which is why I'm still surprised sometimes to learn that I'm considered a valued lead engineer or that someone considers me a favorite fanfic author or that my fandom meta is found to be interesting by others.
Because these seem like big things and I often feel kind of small.
But the more I learn about other people's confidence in me, my own confidence grows. And it becomes the voice of imposter syndrome - and not me - that proves to be small.
I know I'm not the only one who struggles with this feeling. But you never know. Maybe you're someone else's favorite author too.
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