Wow! Hm. Here's the stuff I do for my sweetie:
Post coitus, I rub his wrists because he has a disease that causes joint probs. Also rub them after he drums.
In general, I am supportive of him overcoming his challenges and will put my life on hold for his problems.
He's got my constant admiration. I looove bragging about him! He's sexy, in great shape, brave, clever, and I'll talk your ear off about this if you let me. Love boosting his self-esteem too!
When he has a bad night and I'm over, I love rubbing his back until he falls asleep.
I love cooking for him.
I love that he "gets" my jokes.
We can talk Eco and Fuco.
Outside of sex, there's admiration for one other's physical form. <3
My friends would never tell me how they want to rip all my clothes off or carry me. (Squee!) My friends would never grab me and kiss me in public because they can't contain themselves. (Double squee!) It's this whole "courtship" process that makes it so great. Anyone can have sex with me. Not everyone can make me so insane.  |