Dec 152012
 

It’s almost 4 in the morning. J just left.

He pushed his flight back a day so he could come and spend a couple of hours with me. He stayed as long as he could, and now he’s off to pack a bag and head to the airport for an ungodly early morning flight. The poor thing won’t get to sleep tonight.

I’m sorry he’ll be exhausted today, but I’m so glad he made some time for me. I needed it. I needed him. He’s such a sweet boy when I allow him to be.

And good god… he’s so much fun to fuck.

 

  6 Responses to “he made time”

  1. Aww, how sweet! :)

    He’s such a sweet boy when I allow him to be. I don’t know why, but I find that hilarious.

    • @DomDomme: “‘He’s such a sweet boy when I allow him to be.’ I don’t know why, but I find that hilarious.”

      It’s the truth, really. I’m so independent (self-centered?) sometimes that I don’t give him the opportunity to be good to me. When I allow him, or when I really need him to be good to me, he does a very good job of it.

      Funny, yes, but also, sadly true. :)

  2. Even with no sleep, he knows it was worth every moment… And anyway, he knows he can always sleep on the plane. I envy him that he has someone worth losing sleep over.

    • @slapshot: What a sweet and wonderful comment, slapshot! Thank you. We’re both very, very lucky (blessed!) to have each other and to have wonderful friends and family. :)

  3. I’m quite sure he doesn’t regret a moment of sleeplessness, but rather has something worth dreaming about when he does finally find slumber.

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