creative intimacy

Last night, as SM cuddled, I asked if she could be my ice cream cone.

That was after I told her that she's my noodle in my chicken soup.

ME: You're my noodle in my chicken soup.

SM: Why noodle?

ME: Because the noodle makes the chicken soup better to eat when I'm sick.

That was also after I attempted to be insignificant for a few seconds.

We were on the bed. She tucked me under the comforter while I was watching a Britney movie on cable.

And then she laid her head high up on a bunch of soft pillows. I possessed her left arm with my head. We stayed like this as we watched the movie.

I felt so small. So tiny. So insignificant.

My head started to slide down from her arm to the mattress gradually. I did this voluntarily. My peripheral vision was watching her, not wanting to be noticed.You cannot imagine the pains of doing so.

But,the big girl that she is, she did notice and pulled a fast one on me.

"Why?"

I felt a bit spooked when she suddenly asked me.

I looked up at her, shrugged and tried to cover my chuckle.

At that point, she realized I was playing with her so she laughed. But her attention didn't last. She quickly turned back her attention to Britney.

"Can I hug?"

She answered, "Yes."

I immediately pounced on her and enveloped her in my arms. I hugged her so tightly and rested my left cheek on the left side of her face.

She still didn't budge from watching Britney.

I stared at her forehead. All this time,I was being very quiet, which probably got the attention I'd been craving for.

But she started to panic, let out small screams.

My response to that was this.

I slowly unleashed my tongue and gently placed its tip on her forehead. She squirmed, short of freaking out. She warned me not to lick any part of her face.

"Try not to melt -- or else back!"

I shifted my weight and abandoned her body as a cushion. I decided to stare at her ear lobe.

One...two... five seconds...

I looked at the skin of her lobe. My mind imagined that on its surface, there was a tiny out-of-this-world space rover driving on it.

...seven...eight seconds...

I stared at the skin of her left cheek. Aha! There was a perfect spot to land a moonlight's kiss.

Two-second kiss.

She felt that and had me on a tight embrace.

Yea, yea. She liked that.

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kids should know that...

The forms of physical intimacy, in order of increasing degree of intimacy (but not necessarily in order of increasing enjoyment), with each form generally including those preceding it, are: physical closeness, touching (especially tenderly), touching intimate parts (including outercourse), and sexual penetration. (wikipedia)