My face cupped like a chalice in your hands as you kiss
my silk-bound mouth, pull my breasts free and tease them with hard fingers.
All in 2019
My face cupped like a chalice in your hands as you kiss
my silk-bound mouth, pull my breasts free and tease them with hard fingers.
“I’m going to count backwards from ten …”
I drift into a trance before she hits the count of 1.
Since coming out as asexual, I’ve learned a lot more about what my kink means to me, and what it doesn’t. While there’s no doubt that I seek out tickling when I’m turned on, it’s not a turn on in itself.
Pulling the trigger as I climaxed.
After all, revenge is a dish best served piping hot.
I get to choose whether I want something to happen, how much, when, who is doing it, and, most importantly, I get to choose when to stop.
the thing is:
i have never actually wanted to have sex
in the mechanical sense:
insert tab A into slot B.
There’s also the issues of fucked up desirability politics and racism. I enjoy fetishes, but to be fetishized is to be dehumanized.
This is something like a baptism
After all these years
Still trying to wash the forbidden
from the fruit
…kink can be the space where they finally feel at home, or even more marginalized than before.
AZE invites ace, aro, and agender authors to explore the intersections between their experiences and BDSM / Kink.
Locating Laurence’s asexuality is an important act of reclamation for asexual history, as it demonstrates that asexuality is a necessary aspect of understanding the historical record of human attraction and desire.
Thanks to discovering asexuality, I see “no” as whole because we are whole.
I didn’t know there was a word for people like me, so I never looked for one.
Where my identity as an asexual is seen as a choice hastily made, as if I only need a little persuasion, as if I just one day decided to stop being sexually attracted to others.
Before I could name it, I felt my asexuality as truly as my feet felt every step of a run. I now claim it as fully as I claim my body.
the only counting I did
was not of cards
but of conversations
where I was called
a prude
innocent
But for now, I’m holding on. Because there’s nothing wrong with me. And there never was.