Week 5-1 - Whetting the Appetite

A smile crosses my lips as I glance down to see it for the first time, lying peaceful and relaxed on my bed. It's like Christmas here. I lick my lips in anticipation, an impish grin lighting my face as I reach for the opening. My fingertips slip inside, gently brushing against it as I try and figure out how to extract my prize. I tease it open a little further, wiggling my fingers into the space. I catch a glimpse and my eyes go wide, greedy for the sight of more. I slide my hand into the gap, sighing as my palm slides over the hard smoothness. Fingers twitching, I curl my hand around it, my lashes sweeping down at the sudden feeling of "rightness" that fills me. It feels a little cold, but I suspect it will warm up quickly in my hand. I picture the smile on your face as I gently begin to tug, slipping it free from its gentle prison. With one long, smooth motion I pull it free, loving the feel of it filling my hand, admiring the length as it's revealed before my wondering gaze. A viscous liquid coats the tip, glistening in the half light of my room. I shiver a bit as I stroke a finger across it, spreading the moisture along its gentle curves. I can't help but stare. It's so tempting, so striking, and much wider than I thought it would be. Absolutely gorgeous. With a reluctant sigh, I decide I've teased myself enough. I don't have time to play right now, much to my dismay. Wrapping my hand firmly around it one more time, I can't help but whimper as I fit the tip to the opening and slide it home. I rub my palm across it once more, thinking that I can't wait until I can show you my new sword.

What? You were thinking something else? Pervy :-p

So yay! My first sword is here, and she really is lovely. She needs a name. I want to test her out, but it's raining, which means practice tomorrow is cancelled, and I can't play outside and I've too many critters wandering around my house to play inside, so all I get to do is sit here and look at her. Such a tease.

My New Toy