they knew play...him and her...

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...they liked to play...him and her...like jungle cats....she was more like a kitten...always rubbing herself up against him...always making sure she sat close...never concerned that she may be impeding on his personal space.

He didn't know different....he was no different...the closer the better...and thus those that looked in on them would imagine they were new lovers...and that the magic would fade.

There was no chance of that. Those little games of theirs were nothing more than the certainty and freedom and uninhibited appreciation of each other. That sincere desire to absorb more of each other... day in and day out...they were not new lovers.

And, in the appreciation of each others bodies through ...be it a rough and tumble where he found himself wishing to be deeper than deep in her....and she arching and grabbing on to him for more and more....it didn't end with the wet creamy climax of them both....then set in a seriously deep connect....yes....just like the wild may be imagined ....they revelled in the closeness of each others sweaty bodies and gently rubbed up against each other...the scent of their coital indulgence absorbed in every pore of their nakedness.

They liked to spy on each other...mind u...more an open stare as they would continue doing whatever it was they were doing in their space. No words were necessary....the stare spoke volumes.

And, when they did get to chatting...sometime it was all one sided and sometime a debate of any sort...but what was ever present...was that appreciation of each other...even when they were apart.

Their magic was real...they had found each other...only the universe knew how...against all odds...against all expectations...

Their love of all things natural...honest...the appreciation and understanding that nothing was perfect....that egos needed to be sidestepped and pocketed now and again...made things easier.

Silence.

Silence was not a precursor to trouble...silence was comfortable and rather, an excuse to snuggle nearer....or maybe, simply lay a leg or arm on the other...

Their frustration and dissatisfaction of each other at times did not know to affect anything longer than the few seconds it was felt.

How was that all possible....because there was no lie, no need to prove anything, no need to change or demand ...could one say they were both emotionally and intellectually mature enough...?

Or, could it be they knew exactly what they wanted without a care of what the outside world may think or demand.

A special sort they were...a sexy sort that kissed in public and held hands and laughed like sillies and made each other horny by whispering in each others ear what would happen once home...

Their magic was simply the understanding and acceptance of each other and caring enough to let go of their own heart and give it to the other.

Was it true love...?...if such a thing were to exist....it would be the closest possible explanation.

RB.