Quotes About Intimacy

Jokes, secrets, complicities; a glance here, a word there: that is their way of being together, of being apart.

One must love what is nearest, one must love what is to hand, as a dog loves.

To lie in a woman's arms in a proper bed, to have good food to eat, to walk in the sun - how much more important these seem than the right to decide without advice from the police who should be my friends and who my enemies! (p 96)

how natural a mistake to believe that you can burn or tear or hack your way into the secret body of the other!

Es esto el amor, esta generosidad natural, este sentimiento de ser comprendido por fin, de no tener que fingir?

Because it is not in the nature of love affairs for the lovers to see each other whole and steady.

Even if you choose someone who is not necessarily the love of your life, married life will be better than what you have now, with just your father and yourself. It is not good to sleep alone night after night.

Hatred . . . When it comes to men and sex, David, nothing surprises me any more. Maybe, for men, hating the woman makes sex more exciting. You are a man, you ought to know. When you have sex with someone strange - when you trap her, hold her down, get her under you, put all your weight on her - isn't it a killing? Pushing the knife in; exiting afterwards, leaving the body behind covered in blood - doesn't it feel like murder, like getting away with murder?

Let me kiss you." Qhuinn groaned as he leaned in. "I know I don't deserve it, but please ... it's what you can do for me. Let me feel you...." Qhuinn's mouth brushed his own. Came back for more. Lingered. "I'll beg for it." More with the caress of those devastating lips. "If that's what it takes. I don't give a fuck, I'll beg...

So not soon, right?" "No, not soon." "And not tonight." "Oh, no, not tonight." She put her hand on his belly, moved it down and took hold of his cock. Instantly it started to swell again. "Oh my," she said.

Say the word. Say the word and I won't go. Say the word, Qhuinn. Do it and I'll spend the night with you. Better yet, why don't you just kiss me-

You don't know this yet. But you are Mine - Wrath

I would hold you up. I will ever hold you up and hold you dear, lover mine.

Thanks for putting me up for it ... trahyner . As V's eyes flared, Butch said, Yeah, I looked up what the word meant. 'Beloved Friend' fits you perfect as far as I'm concerned. V Flushed. Cleared his throat. Good Deal, cop. Good... deal.

I came to you, Jane. Every night this week, I came to you. I didn't want you to be alone. And I didn't want to sleep without you. -Vishous

Wrath dragged Beth into his arms and hugged her hard, talking in that other language again. When he pulled back, he ended the monologue with something like leelan. Beth: Is that vampire talk for bitch?

Butch: -I hear ya. No one's biz but yours. One question though Vishous: -What Butch: -When the females tie you down, do they paint your toe-nails and shit? Or just do your makeup? Wait... they tickle your pits with feather, right?

I can smell the sex coming off you right now. I could take you down on this sidewalk and be up that skirt of yours in a heartbeat. And you wouldn't fight me, would you? Now, we can be civilized and wait until we get home. Or we can get down to it right here. Either way, I'm dying to come inside of you again, and you're not going to say no. - Wrath to Beth

Because I was, and I remain, utterly and completely and totally…in love with you.

Qhuinn smiled, baring his fangs. 'Has anyone ever shown you the difference between good touch and bad touch? 'Cause I'd love to demonstrate. We could start right now.

What you just had is nothing compared to what I want to do to you. I want my head between your legs so I can lick you until you scream my name. Then I want to mount you like an animal and look into your eyes as I come inside you. And after that? I want to take you every way there is. I want to do you from behind. I want to screw you standing up, against the wall. I want you to sit on my hips and ride me until I can't breath. - Rhage to Mary

the only thing that had tethered her to the earth had been him and it was strange, but she felt welded to him on some core level now. He had seen her at her absolute worst, at her weakest and most insane, and he hadn't looked away. He hadn't judged and he hadn't been burned. It was as if in the heat of her meltdown they had melted together. This was more than emotion. It was a matter of soul.

V? Butch said. Don't leave, okay? Never. V brushed Butch's hair back with a gesture so tender it was out of place coming from a male.

What's next? The size of my cock?" "Hey, even pencils can get the job done—I've heard the moaning from your room to prove it.