May 28
Submission is....Multifaceted.
Submission is Her Peace...
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Submission is....Multifaceted.
Submission is Her Peace...
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You’ve heard of eldest daughter syndrome, now get ready for “eldest daughter of the babied youngest daughter.” The parentification, the lack of emotional boundaries and any personal initiative and also constant demand for your time, attention, compassion, and assistance is great. You’ll love it
Duality.
Something special and sacred moves between them— not power, not a game to win, but energy given, returned, again and again.
She names what stirs, what aches— he listens, and answers with care. Not above, not below, but a current they share.
In that duality, they meet; in that equality, they rise— no one holds the power alone, yet it lives in both their hands.
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He did...
Aftercare | Yes, That Sacred Word.
Aftercare— the word whispered when the room is still unsteady from everything surrendered inside it.
Your pulse slowing beneath my palm, the salt-sweet shine of sweat cooling along your throat, our breaths tangled like sheets half-fallen to the floor.
Not the command. Not the ache. Not even the beautiful ruin of restraint undone— but the moment after, when I draw you against my chest as though holding something sacred and slightly dangerous.
A thumb tracing crescents into tender skin. The quiet offering of water. A mouth pressed softly to the place where want was fiercest minutes before.
Because intimacy is not only how far we let each other go, but how gently we are gathered back.