That Hunger? Is being fed. That Need? The ache of it is easing, slightly. That side of me? Is still here, still in the forefront, and still coloring my every thought.

Matt - yes, the one from Oklahoma - has been my pet for a ridiculous number of years so far. Until a few days ago, that was about as far as it went, pet, friend, calm and simple.

Now?

*WICKED GRIN*

Now I have a brand new toy to play with, a new source of flame and fire, a new spark to kindle my imagination. He finally asked. *purrs softly*

No, I don't take people against their will, IRL. If they don't ask, with a reasonably complete understanding of what it is they are asking for, it stays simple, light, cheerful, teasing... nothing complicated or serious.

He asked.

I'm going to go be giddy for a while now.