“Why have sex?”
“it sounds like a silly question —because you’ve got a sex drive, right? Hormones and stuff. And because you’re attracted to your partner and hopefully like them at least a little. Emotions and stuff.
In my case, it’s about escapism. I’m a person who spends a lot of time in my head, criticizing and analyzing, and I love something that yanks me out of my head into my body, puts me in the here and now, narrows my focus to nothing but sensation. For Rowdy, it’s about pleasing. He’s very much of a service top and even something of a service fucker—he wants to see me come more than he wants to come.”
This could almost be me writing.