Humor me for a moment, if you will. Let's lay aside, even if only for now, any semblance of commonplace hyper-kink for lack of a better term. Check any novelties and extremities at the door, and join me for a night (perhaps more) with pure passion at the forefront.

It tickles all the senses. Follow me down the hall, to that dim and so warmly lit bedroom, where in due time we'll be needily and nakedly rutting against one another in the low light. It's like such intense desire makes execution more difficult. Maybe it feels like we can't get one another undressed quickly enough, or I trip over some forgotten trinket on the floor because I can't find it in myself to peel my lips away from yours to take even a brief glance at where we're going. Somehow we'll get there.

You can feel it too. My stiff length filling you up, and dragging against your walls. My fingers pressing into your hips as I grab hold. The growing urgency that surely builds towards some explosion. Can you hear it? The rustling of bedsheets as we clumsily switch positions, the moaning and grunting in hushed tones, the heavy breathing that competes with the dull slap of skin against skin, or muffled kisses.

The taste of sweat on skin. The smell of our sex.

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Sure, this isn't a specific scenario, and although I certainly have likes and dislikes, I'm hoping to let the description and imagery above detail the sort of vibe I am looking to foster. Passion, romance, urgency, etc...

Maybe we can fill in the gaps together. We could be a long distance couple reunited for a long weekend, or a married couple making the most of a night without kids, or friends with benefits, or coworkers on a work trip who somehow stumble over one another into the same hotel room. It's up to us. I'm all ears and look forward to hashing these out together.

Can't wait to hear from you.