We were curled up in bed last night. I was craving that particular mixture of Dominance and tenderness. And I couldn't say it, I couldn't tell Him that was what I needed to get back into my place--a helping touch, a little talk, just a few simple moments in the dark.
Alpha asked me what was wrong in that tender sweet tone of voice that makes me melt and feel really bad if I can't come up with words. I told Him that I just couldn't seem to find the path back to my place no matter how hard I tried.
His response was "quit trying then." So I did. And you know what? I found my way back.
A soft touch, a Dominating demand, a little small talk in the dark. Funny what can happen when you quit striving and just Be.