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A Nonverbal Induction from RoseSpells's blog

I rest my head on his chest. I can hear his heart beat, predictable and consistent. I listen silently. He sighs. I gently stroke the top of his forearm. He starts to speak, but I place my finger on his lips. There is no need for words during this moment.


I breathe deeply, getting his attention. I can see his mind working through his furrowed eyebrows and pursed lips. He's trying to guess my next move. His pupils move under closed lids.
I smile as I match my breathing with his. Gently, slowly, subtlety. There's a rhythm and rhyme between our breaths; it flows from the bottom of our lungs to the edges of our mouths. I take the lead of our dance, prolonging each instance of inhalation.


He follows, whether he's aware of it or not.We lie in silence, a chorus of desires and urges hanging in the air. I hold my breath for a half second, noting that he too has stopped. Before he takes notice, I let the air escape, and he follows suit.We follow this pattern for several minutes: me matching his breathing, slowing it down, holding it for a moment, before continuing to match his breathing again.


Suddenly, I'm interrupted by another sigh, this one of defeat. Trance has claimed its victim once again.


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Vallilphelkiir
Dec 13 '23
He caved so easily (that was the closest I could find do a sigh XD)
RoseSpells
Dec 14 '23
Oh he's well-conditioned
Fancherqb
Dec 21 '23
My breathing slowed dramatically while reading this.
RoseSpells
Dec 21 '23
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