#lionlowfield

"Kidding, of course I have! So I've on occasion sent a few feet pics, or as they're known in Willowshire, ankle pictures. Different time, same goal." Fidel chuckles, "Can you blame me? I'm pretty... Also pretty proud of my body. I lose count at how many times I forget to put a shirt on before leaving the house."

"I sometimes leave the house without my underwear too, but that's almost never an accident."

"Sexting is very interesting to me, seeing all the sweet talking we'd do face to face with others transcribed now. It reminds me of the poetry readings people would do in my home country, minus a couple of 'prithees' and 'thous'."

"Truth is, I just love sex in general." Fidel winks at the lion, casually leaning against a door frame. Wherever he was answering this from, the pup was sure to give the lion a show. "It's kinda the only thing that hasn't changed in all this time. Well, you know, relative to a hundred years."

"Yes, there might be a few new health aspects to keep in mind now with this future medicine to consider. I didn't know having sex would kill someone back then. Good on this generation for figuring that out. All guys knew about sex back then is it felt great, eat chip, and have a drink at the tavern afterward. Most likely repeating the cycle from there after picking someone up."

"What was I saying again? Oh, right. I don't mind either. I love having my ankles being neighbors with my head and I also like having someone softly kissing me while I get gently fucked. I guess I more or less enjoy the substance, and no I don't mean in innuendo. I enjoy how much more there is to do with sex. Forget about sex positions beyond missionary, there's a mile high club!"

"And don't get me started on the new toys! Dear lords! I could barely wrap my head around cars, but wireless vibrators I can use with my phone!? Truly a masterful witch created these things and I'm forever thankful that I can now let my friends fuck with my hole while I shop for groceries. Although, the color is a bit jarring."

"Well, of course I mean I enjoy my time being submissive just as much as I enjoy my time being dominant. In college, you meet a lot of different people with different needs. I guess I just enjoy giving guys what they want whether that's an obedient lapdog (or rather a cub) or a burly young man to hold them tight by their leash."

"I like being needed and occasionally used? I guess that makes me slide more sub, but believe me when I say this little bear can make you call out for your papa bear." He winks, "I can't begin to tell you the amount of professors that like a young bear like me to sit them down and make them beg for my knot. It's truly an experience of all time. The inverse of this is also a very good time."

"Apart from all this, I like the discovery of it all." Eros begins to flex slightly, displaying his physique for the lion. "I might sound strange, but there's this kind of dance in the beginning, isn't there? And I don't mean that awkward few seconds of conversation beforehand where you decide who's going to top or bottom or whatever."

"I mean during, when you get to see how much you can push and how tightly you get to pull. Everyone likes to say they enjoy one thing, but their body never lies. If it's craving control, it'll take it. If it's yearns for a leader, it'll follow. I like to make myself malleable to all, and often in more ways than one. What can I say? I'm a people pleaser! I also let people walk all over me, but enough about my sex life."