New to the 'official' 'fetish' I suppose.

But there is a certain kind of woman that liquidates me. My eyes close and my lips are sucked in. And it isn't an arousal thing - it manifests like that. But it's more a giant Maui-looking man with a beard and glasses blushing.

ASMR roleplays - few at least - tend to do it well. Putting even me to sleep with even just the occasional disapproving 'baaaaaby' and a soft breath through the nose.

It makes me feel tender and want to tell her the world exactly as I see it. What I'm passionate about. What I want to do if I just get a kiss and a finger lift from beneath my chin.

I've always wanted a femdom in every sense - sexual and otherwise. But most of all, just someone that will continue to watch me develop and create and laugh. If that happens, I'll know I have someone to come home to.

The gentlest are the rarest though, I know that to be the truth. Everything is so rough and hard and that's the way the world is, but I prefer to retreat. Solitude. Only opening up for a very special someone.

I'll love it when it happens. Being able to get that beautiful look of acceptance and soul. The caring kind that lets me be free. Submit, no. Substance, yes. Am I the only one that sees a difference?