big shiny purple buttons
Sunday, February 19th, 2006 03:14 pmWell, ok. Qiao does push my buttons. Occasionally. It just doesn't happen as often as I'd like. *wistful sigh* I'd like my buttons pushed every week; every day. Every hour. Every... well ok, it might get inconvenient if it happened too often. And I don't mean just any buttons, actually. My erotic button, yes? My "Oooohh. Wow. That was... good..." button. Not just my oh-that's-sweet button, nor my dang-that's-annoying button, etc. I wonder if I push Qiao's erotic buttons. I wonder how often other people get their erotic buttons pushed, and what things push their buttons. Does it happen just from seeing an attractive person? Or from seeing an attractive naked person? Or from thinking about sex?
For me, it usually happens during conversations**. Certain phrases, certain statements.... startle me... make me pause... cautiously/slowly/appreciatively, I consider what was just said or written (like turning over a morsel of tasty food in my mouth)... and I feel a physical reaction in response. An inner vibration, sort of. A good feeling.
More rarely, a person will physically do something that pushes my erotic buttons. But I don't usually react to such things until later, when my mind has had more time to process them. While it's happening, I'm not totally oblivious... it's like a small part of my mind is making note of something significant and bookmarking it for later perusal, while the rest of me is too busy paying attention to the current situation to give it more thought. It's generally not until later when I think back on it, that I'll feel aroused by it.
** ( small sample of a darkoshi-button-pushing conversation )
For me, it usually happens during conversations**. Certain phrases, certain statements.... startle me... make me pause... cautiously/slowly/appreciatively, I consider what was just said or written (like turning over a morsel of tasty food in my mouth)... and I feel a physical reaction in response. An inner vibration, sort of. A good feeling.
More rarely, a person will physically do something that pushes my erotic buttons. But I don't usually react to such things until later, when my mind has had more time to process them. While it's happening, I'm not totally oblivious... it's like a small part of my mind is making note of something significant and bookmarking it for later perusal, while the rest of me is too busy paying attention to the current situation to give it more thought. It's generally not until later when I think back on it, that I'll feel aroused by it.
** ( small sample of a darkoshi-button-pushing conversation )