Kai Under the Weather (but not the *whole* time)

I was going to post an entry that I had written up several days ago, but I've decided to save that for tomorrow and instead write up something a bit more... event-appropriate. I don't think there will be any sort of length to this, since I'm a bit tired and have a lot of laundry to fold, but hey, something should get to go here tonight.

I just got to spend five days with DW. We stayed in, we went out, we did movies, we did food, went to the city, got rained on, watched True Blood, played around on the internet, had some really fantastic sex... Even though I managed to be weirdly sick for a couple of days (hence the entry title), I had a great time. There wasn't a lot of kink activity, all told, but I think that was to be expected since my current domicile happens to be my parents' house for the time being. I plan to move back in with DW hopefully within the next three or four weeks, after which point I'm sure the chance to play will more readily present itself, but in the meantime I was really just happy that I got to spend some time with him. It means a lot when a busy partner will take time out of their schedule to spend a few days with you.

The one bit that you could perhaps classify as a kink "activity" (unless you include a certain amount of hair-pulling and other applications of directional force, which I'm sure you could) involved a trip to buy a leash early this afternoon. I've been wanting a leash for a long time... I've always loved how they felt in scenes with other partners, and I like the neck as a control point. DW has pointed out in the past that such a control point warrants a great deal of trust, since the neck is such an integral part of a person's ability to live. He has flirted with it as a control point on me via tugging on collars and necklaces and suchlike, but we have never used a leash before in our scenes together. I don't know how much I like pushing to buy toys that I personally want (I'm new to this whole idea of choosing and buying toys together with a partner, though I find that I do like it), but he was not only amenable but even paid for it.

Now, truth be told, I wasn't very impressed with anything we found on the internet. It's difficult to market or choose a leash through a photograph (I like to touch things), and attempts to find good solid kink shops in the city nearest me met with less than impressive results. As I said in an earlier entry, I like my shops to have a certain degree of seriousness, and the places with online listings seemed to be leaning too heavily on the "naughty novelty" aspect. So instead, we took a trip down to the pet store. I felt a little silly about it, but he assured me that a lot of his friends in the scene got their leashes that way as well. It was really fun for me, browsing the leash rack with him and debating the merits of what we saw. There was a purple one that we really liked the look and feel of, but unfortunately the color wouldn't have gone with anything. There was a black one that we also liked, but I was slightly concerned about how much weight it could take (I am, after all, at least slightly larger than a small dog).

We came away with a red leash that would match my collars (more or less), which he took with him when he left today. I also gave him my collars to take. This is one of the best ways I can say that I am coming back to him.