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I was hanging out with the girl I’ve been dating yesterday, she loves to have me massage her legs. At one point I was holding on to them possessively and I said, “these are my legs.” She was like, “yep, they’re yours.”
It made me think, do I own her butt too? We’re just dating right now, we don’t have sex. I could say that I own the top and sides of her butt, but not the soft insides. (the part I really want to own!)
I don’t own her belly, boobs, neck, face. Just her legs, back and part of her butt. Those are parts that I have consent to touch pretty much at my pleasure, as she gets a great deal of pleasure out of me touching them too. I’d certainly like to ‘conquer’ the rest of her, I need to train myself to be ever more gentle with her. I’m getting the opportunity to work on these aspects as we spend more time alone together.
Walking down the street, I can grab her and pull her in, spank her butt, (a privilege I take advantage of frequently) and put my arm around her. I am possessive not in the ownership sense, but more in the ‘this is my pet’, sense. This is mostly because she loves for me to touch her, so much so that it feels like I’m petting an attention-hungry cat. If I don’t touch her, she’ll do something like put her foot in my lap.
I am not overly protective of her, in fact she’s expressed to me that I could be more romantic in that regard. When she is with me, nobody approaches or messes with us, as beautiful as she is I’ve heard not one cat-call directed at us. If the situation calls for it, certainly I’ll protect the honor of my lady, but generally nothing like that ever does. She mostly likes the gestures which I admit I could be better at.
When she is with her other guy friends, I guess they sense that they are not really together so she’ll get bothered more by random strangers and whatnot. This causes them to start getting jealous and possessive. Most of them are also really jealous of me and sometimes get ugly whenever she drops my name into a conversation with them. “Why are you bringing him up to me?” If they see us together inevitably they’ll remark that it’s like we’re married, we’re that comfortable with each other.
So, no, I don’t feel a sense of jealous ownership over her like that. I do feel a sense of duty over what she has has given to me of herself. I want to cultivate it and treat it well and watch it grow.