I don’t know if this is a coincidence, or just an inexplicable male thing, but I know a large number of men who [...] No related posts. Related posts brought to you by Yet Another Related Posts Plugin.]]> And I’m late, again. College, you know. This prompt was difficult because hair makes me think of either hairballing or body hair, and I hate both… but here you go.

I don’t know if this is a coincidence, or just an inexplicable male thing, but I know a large number of men who turn into putty when you play with their hair.

And you’re one of them, aren’t you? I’m sitting on the couch and you’re sitting on the floor in front of me, and my fingers are weaved in the hair at the base of your neck. I try to make an art out of it. I weave my fingers through your hair, sometimes gently pulling, sometimes rubbing the tense muscles in the back of your neck with the bases of my palms, sometimes lightly tickling, sometimes ruffling the hair at the top.

You’re utterly relaxed. Your eyes are closed and your head is tilted forward ever so slightly to allow me better access, and every time I do something that feels particularly good, your hand finds the cuff of my jeans and you hold on, or brush your fingertips against my ankle.

I keep going for a long time, watching you, enjoying your enjoyment, your tranquility relaxing me. Eventually I fist the hair at the base of your neck, firmly and steadily coax your head back, and I start to deeply suck and bite your neck. I can feel your sensuous, heavy breathing…

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