Quotes About Intimacy

Almorante and I were once very close. Bizarrely, I was assailed by the desire to discuss things with him, as I always used to. I realize I must have missed it.

His honest feeling was that he wanted to lean against Varian's legs, like a dog needing the comfort of its master's hand. Rather than perform a series of social manoeuvers, he simply obeyed the instinct and sat down. The fact that he felt relaxed doing this surprised him greatly.

I stopped walking and looked hard at this grand woman who had once been a girlhood friend. We had not known each other very long, but our friendship had been intense and intimate for all its brevity.

For me, the coupling of flesh is not enough. It is but a parody.

Her gaze travelled down his chest to the dark coins of his nipples, which seemed to call for a halo of lips to encircle them, for eager teeth to bite them.

Seeing Q'orveh had somehow choked the urge for intimacy, with anyone, from my body.

This man was hers. She could have him whenever she wanted to.

They danced together, bodies close, belly-grinding to the rhythm, invoking the demands of lust.

He felt desire, but it wasn't urgent, more a simple need for oneness with this new company.

It was as if she needed and wanted something from Ays, but would not speak plainly about it, or even off signals of a definite nature. He was sure it wasn't simply love or protection she was after, but something more profound, which she was perhaps unable to define herself.

To Aninka, he seemed all bones and ribs, his skin stretched tightly over his body. His slim naked feet looked fragile. Aninka swallowed, thought Shem's boy. And understood immediately the root of Taz's desire. Shemyaza had touched this creature; part of him lived in Daniel.

No woman had aroused him as much since Ishtahar. Perhaps she was really telling the truth about herself.

He has touched you, enfolded you. You are his.

Take me, Sacramante, I thought, eyes closed. I am yours.

He could do nothing but fall into Taziel's waiting arms, needing the reassuring, physical presence of another body.

You have my body, you have my heart, you even have my mind, but the spirit's another matter. We're on different levels there." "We don't have to be." "Enough, Tay," Khaster said. "You must leave it. Let's enjoy what time we have together here.

Melandra felt the moist heat of the woman's sweet, spicy breath upon her lips. Her whole body tingled as if it was being stroked by loving hands. Melandra closed her eyes. Her lips met those of the nameless woman and for a timeless, endless moment, they kissed like lovers.

Taziel looked at Daniel, and reached for his hand. He seemed so young and vulnerable.

For a few moments the pair of them shared a single terror; a look passed between them.

Shem enfolded Daniel in his arms and rocked him like a child. He uttered a low, monotonous groan, as if in pain, then words spilled out of him like blood.

Shan had lived here, in close proximity to Taropat every day. Tayven felt a barb in his heart. Jealousy.

Leila felt as if he was a fluid in her hands, dripping away.

Both of their leaned down, and I felt as if my flesh was alight with their radiance.

There was something uncomfortably intimate in Hadith's manner, an intimacy I was unfamiliar with.