신체 성질 Novels & Stories

"Isn't that obvious, Brandon?" "What does it have to do with our personality? We aren’t going to get attached with each other from a personal or emotional level. Our relationship would be just physical." "Of course it has everything to do with personality. The idea of using each other's body to satisfy lust, being just fuck buddies is enough of a bad idea. I don't want to get into a relationship which is purely physical. I will let my lover or fiancé or husband to fuck me. For me sex is only valid when it is associated with feelings. And hope you will respect my decision."

"What the fuck do you mean by I have to get married before I can inherit Sparta? What sort of Madness is this?" I yelled in anger at my mother. "It is exactly what you heard, Simon. In order to inherit your own share of the properties listed in the will, you need to get married." My mother said calmly, clarifying that the sorcery that I just heard my late father's barrister had read. "What sort of a condition is that? What the fuck is that supposed to mean? What are we in now, some Hollywood chic flick movie?!" I screamed, unable to believe anything that my father could go up to this extent just to have me settle down.

It made my dry throat feel a little better. I looked at him. “What does this have to do with anything?” He sat back down. “You’re learning how to be in your body without fear,” he said. “You’re letting yourself feel without needing it to be sexual.” I swallowed hard. That hit something inside me. Because I didn’t know if I had ever done that before. Ever felt something—touch, texture, temperature—without expecting it to turn into something more. Suddenly, I felt small. Not weak. Just… honest.

"We can't do this. Whatever happened last time was a mistake, and it's not happening again." "We both know it's not a mistake. You want me as much as I want you. Why do you keep denying yourself what you want?" He closed his eyes as if fighting an internal battle, and when he opened them, they were cold and the protector font was back on. "I am a golden guardian, and we don't give into our desires. It's an internal sin."

I said gruffly, “And you are certainly not dirty.” “Then why did my body react to what I saw?” I could hear the vulnerability in her voice, and it was killing me. “Anna, your body, craves sex, we have an animal instinct to mate which is intensified by the bloodlust. But that being said, sex doesn’t have to be with random people. You have control over your body.” She scoffed, “yeah, and you fuck your simps, and I am supposed to not care about that.” I stiffened, “What does that have to do with anything?”

Something a thousand times more powerful than curiosity or irritation. Chemistry. Electric, fiery chemistry that snapped the air taut and made his body throb in a vicious response that was entirely sexual. Which all went to prove that the male libido was no judge of character, a fact that he’d learned a long time before. With a shake of his head and a cynical smile, he continued to walk, relying on hard physical exercise to dampen the almost painful reaction of his body.

Charlie smiled slightly before he said, “In the nearly lost ancient Oskian medication, it is said that people have three different types of qi, namely our blood, vitality, and essence. “Blood governs externally and vitality governs internally. As for essence, it is mostly reflected in the relationship and affairs between men and women. “Blood focuses on strength and health, while vitality gives you a long life, but these two types of qi do not have anything to do with essence at all. “Even if your blood and vitality are very strong, your essence is very weak.” “Without essence, even if your body is strong, you will feel weak and powerless when you get intimate with another.” At this time, Sh

ROSIANNA I was so tired that my body was like Jell-O from what Santos and I had just done. I laid there on the bed, my body still throbbing from my last orgasm. I never thought I could do it. It was the first time I’d ever had sex without the insistent demanding of my body. The first time I slept with a man with no other overriding urge. It felt great. So wonderful. The same, but very different. This must be what it feels like to make love with a man you love.

Noah struggled to make sense of his own chaotic thoughts, “…my peculiarities as a worldborn… that… that…” “You are asking if anything has changed due to you switching bodies and worlds?” Blackie drawled. “Yes!” “No.” Blackie deadpanned, “The source of your worldborn attributes is your worldborn soul. It hasn’t changed thus…” “That… worldborn… worldborn are asexual, right?” “Basically asexual.” Blackie used all of his processing power to hold back a smirk, “Why?” Why? Because his heart was still racing inside his chest! And he found no other logical explanation for it than… than…!