Before I Knew... by Kari Konoko

only one

Before I met him I knew nothing of pleasure. He introduced me to it gradually. Unhurried, as though he had all the patience in world. And he did. He was and is Taiyoukai. Living as long as that you realize patience rewards.

Before him, I had no idea, none, of what someone's lips along your neck and shoulders could be so invigorating. Or send a shiver, of that kind, through you.

He did and laughed at my innocence when he fully realized just how little I knew, in that aspect at least.

"What you never knew that I could make you shiver with just my lips along your skin? There's more than just that I can show you. And I intend to show you so much more."

Lesson learned but I also learnt the affect it had on him, and while I didn't get the glory of him in awe of that, I have seen him in awe over other things he didn't know.

And a hand roaming your body to see what they can feel is another thing that I never knew. I know now, that that one can be done together and you get twice as much out of it. Why just let his hands roam when mine could too, feeling him is almost as good as just his hands. If it weren't for how you can feel him tremble and his breathe hitch as you slowly mimick what they are doing to you.

"You are more bold then I gave you credit for,"

"I have no need to be quiet or shy if I have no reason to fear anything,"

I lost any sense I had when I received actual pleasure, from his hand no less. Never would expect something that is so talked down upon could be so good.

"I don't get people. If something feels this good, this natural, how could it be dirty or wrong?"

I will say that to him some day.

I never did get it. If you deny your instincts you deny what you are. It's not something to be ashamed of, not any more than the colour of your eyes'

"It's what I look at first in a person, their eyes. They show you so much, and if you can't face a person you will never have them."

Or your hair,

"I love your hair, no matter what you do to it, you're still you. Your hair doesn't define you"

I still could be upset if he cut his hair, but there is more to it. If we can't help that the only thing we can is who we are as a person. You define that and no one else. Who cares what they say? Or do? You are who you choose to be. There is nothing there if it is just about that. Spend time getting to know him was some of the best times I've had.

"Oh! So now I suck? That's your job."

"You love it when I do."

"Yes, never denied it."

"Then why are we having this conversation?"

"Because I suck too."

"When do you have work?"

"Why?"

"Because I'm asking"

"During the week. Why?"

"I wanna have some fun"

"I'm scared."

"You're meeting friends."

"Definitely scared"

"Let's go play! Please? Please? Please?"

"You're injured."

"I'm fine." "I promise."

Knowing how to make a person happy is so much more than just turning them on. You have to know what makes them smile and laugh. What makes them mad or just pissed. Even when bring in new things.

"You want something new?"

"Yes..."

"Moan for me,"

"Oh my god..."

"God's got nothing to do with it. It's all me."

Always know them. Understand them. Cherish them.

"You don't have to."

"I want to."

"I don't want us to end up all physical, we need the emotion, and the spiritual as well...whatever it may be."

"I would never give those up. "

Take turns.

"Do you like that?"

"Yes, but now it's your turn."

"Ka...."

And never for get how it feels. Because just holding someone there in your arms is the most wonderful experience. You have all the time the world. It is your world. Do what you want with it and never forget.

"I love you."

"Always and forever."