What I wouldn't give to touch a woman right now, and I know that sounds so wrong, so pervy, but I mean it and I don't necessarily mean that way. But part (ceirdwenfc could assure you VERY small part) of what hit me tonight was realizing that it's been eighteen months since I last had real human contact. Beyond business handshakes and occasionally taking a small child's hand or helping Mark medically speaking, just simple skin to skin touch has happened barely at all, and I haven't laid so much as a finger on a woman beyond a handshake in a year and a half.
I want to brush her hair back from her face. I want to nuzzle my lips against the dip at the base of her skull. I want to wrap my arms around her from behind and lay my chin against the curve of her neck where it scoops down to her shoulder. I want to massage her hands and feet and watch her eyelids flutter closed and feel the way the tendons roll beneath my fingers as they relax. I want to kneel over her and rub her back from neck to hips, sliding her lightly oiled skin so warm under my palms until every knot melts away. I want to curl up beside her in bed and feel her body all along mine, the way it shapes and curves and snuggles in. Nothing in the world has the unique softness of a woman's skin, the indescribable smell, the texture, the heat, the amazing power of femininity radiated in the tinest inch of exposed skin. One kiss, one caress, dear God, just to run my hand over a woman's cheek...the sense memories are so strong my fingers are aching with it as if they're trying to extend beyond the bounds of my skin to find the skin remembered there so that the touch can become real.
How achingly lonely and pathetic is it that I've been mentally going over my flist to see if there are any single women in even the vaguestly near area so that I might offer them art, custom fic, gourmet meals, or anything at all I'm capable of doing in return for being allowed to just give them a neck massage in a completely non-sexual way?
A sexually frustated Andy will write you fic if you let him rub your neck in a "non-sexual way"
What I wouldn't give to touch a woman right now, and I know that sounds so wrong, so pervy, but I mean it and I don't necessarily mean that way. But part (ceirdwenfc could assure you VERY small part) of what hit me tonight was realizing that it's been eighteen months since I last had real human contact. Beyond business handshakes and occasionally taking a small child's hand or helping Mark medically speaking, just simple skin to skin touch has happened barely at all, and I haven't laid so much as a finger on a woman beyond a handshake in a year and a half.
I want to brush her hair back from her face. I want to nuzzle my lips against the dip at the base of her skull. I want to wrap my arms around her from behind and lay my chin against the curve of her neck where it scoops down to her shoulder. I want to massage her hands and feet and watch her eyelids flutter closed and feel the way the tendons roll beneath my fingers as they relax. I want to kneel over her and rub her back from neck to hips, sliding her lightly oiled skin so warm under my palms until every knot melts away. I want to curl up beside her in bed and feel her body all along mine, the way it shapes and curves and snuggles in. Nothing in the world has the unique softness of a woman's skin, the indescribable smell, the texture, the heat, the amazing power of femininity radiated in the tinest inch of exposed skin. One kiss, one caress, dear God, just to run my hand over a woman's cheek...the sense memories are so strong my fingers are aching with it as if they're trying to extend beyond the bounds of my skin to find the skin remembered there so that the touch can become real.
How achingly lonely and pathetic is it that I've been mentally going over my flist to see if there are any single women in even the vaguestly near area so that I might offer them art, custom fic, gourmet meals, or anything at all I'm capable of doing in return for being allowed to just give them a neck massage in a completely non-sexual way?