My sweet akward-angel, I’m not sure I’d agree. The whole purpose of lewd books, sexy stories, and bawdy tales is to get one in the mood for rutting. I’m not sure how it is with you and your engagements, but for me, it typically falls into something like this:
- She or I will see or come across something which may or may not be innocent that happens to get us thinking about getting naked. This could be something as suggestive as an erotic tale, or something as simple as a wooden paddle.
- Things escalate. It goes from being innocent to being playful. This is typically where the stories, the tales, the touching, nibbling, tickling, and pinching takes place. It stirs the body, gets the arousal going, and is half of the fun.
- It becomes physical, and we enjoy each others bodies. Repeatedly.
- We are sated and then enjoy each other’s other parts… pillow talk with Hawke is one of the most fun things I’ve experienced without getting naked. Well, no… I suppose I am naked when this happens, but you get the idea. At the time, I’m sated and am open to thinking about entirely unrelated things. At least until we start again at #1.
If I ever was to read suggestive material after rutting, I’d have to say that I wasn’t properly satisfied. While that’s been the case with some of my past lovers, I’ve not come across that particular complaint yet. I’ll let you know if it ever happens though.