When sex becomes a production or performance that is when it loses its value. Be mutual. Be loud. Be clumsy. Make noises, be quiet, and make a mess. Bite, scratch, push, pull, hold, thrust. Remove pressure from the moment. Love the moment. Embrace it. Enjoy your body; enjoy your partners’ body. Produce sweat, be natural, entice your senses, give into pleasure. Bump heads, miss when you kiss, laugh when it happens. Speak words, speak with your body, speak to their soul. Touch their skin, kiss their goose bumps, and play with their hair. Scream, beg, whimper, sigh, let your toes curl, lose yourself. Chase your breath; keep the lights on, watch their eyes when they explode. Forget worrying about extra skin, sizes of parts and things that are meaningless. Save the expectations, take each second as it comes. Smear your make up, mess up your hair, rid your masculinity, and lose your ego. Detonate together, collapse together, and melt into each other.
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[ID: A simply coloured digital comic featuring Maya Fey and Phoenix Wright from Ace Attorney. In the first panel we see a computer screen open to a text document which reads, "'Thanks to you I am saddled with unneeded feelings,' said the Evil Magistrate before kissing the Steel Samurai with". The text cuts off. In the second panel, we see Maya typing the above into a computer with a concentrated smile. Phoenix is leaning down behind her, wearing an extremely confused expression. In the last panel, he asks, "What the hell are you writing?" as Maya reels back in surprise, shouting "AH" as one hand smacks out to cover the computer screen. End ID.]


