“I want you to take my rose and tear the petals into pieces over your bed,” Loki instructs.
The rose I had offered him is given back. I do as he says.
“Now sleep in it.”
Tag: Sacred Intimacy
“Don’t change the subject. I asked you to allow me to woo you.”
“I have no idea what that means, Loki.”
“Afraid of surprises?” he teases.
“Yeah. Not only are you a god, you are a giant. That’s the epitome of intimidating.”
“I didn’t ask to be intimidating to you. I asked to woo you,” he says.
“If you do that, then I don’t know how I’ll react.”
“You fear you’ll never be free of me. Or that you’ll lose yourself in hopeless love for me, the kind that you can’t put down.”
“Yes. I’m sorry. I just don’t want to be tied down.”
“Then I’m the least of your worries, darling. I won’t tie you down. I’ll set you free. Continuously.”
Danger tinges his words.
“We never seem to finish what we’ve started,” Loki says while pinning me playfully.
A long, wet lick up the side of my face.
I tremble with delight and terror.
“Oh, dear God, you know.” I realize.
“I do know.”
“I’m so screwed.”
“Yes,” Loki agrees.
Light a candle, press play, and let the room fold you into shadowed tenderness. -Rogue
- Bones by MS MR
- Black Out Days by Phantogram
- If I Had a Heart by Fever Ray
- Glory Box by Portishead
- Middle of the Night (Violin) by Joel Sunny and Dramatica
- What’s a Girl to Do? by Bat for Lashes
- Hurt by of Verona
- I’m on Fire by Shakey Graves
- Song to the Siren (Remastered) by This Mortal Coil
- Fade Into You by Mazzy Star
- Nothing’s Gonna Hurt You Baby by Cigarettes After Sex
- Hearing Damage by Thom Yorke
- The Curse by Agnes Obel
The color floods back into my life.
Tones of gray and light dissipate, and I hunger, raw
with wild thirst for Him.
“Be in my love,” Loki says.
I curated this playlist as a ritual journey. It begins in invocation, rises with desire, surrenders in union, and closes with gentle unwinding. May it guide you deeper into intimacy with both shadow and light. -Rogue
- Fuel to Fire by Agnes Obel
- Skin by Zola Jesus
- Two Weeks by FKA twigs
- Feral Love by Chelsea Wolfe
- Slow by Amanati and Roniit
- Never Let Me Go by Florence + The Machine
- Run Cried the Crawling by Agnes Obel
- Near Light by Ólafur Arnalds
“What’s your fantasy?” I ask Loki.
“I’m bathing in the river. You find me and undress yourself, drawn into the water with me. We bathe together. Smooth river stones in our palms, we glide them over each other’s bodies in small circles. Cool water threads between us. The stones smell of mineral sun and filtered mountain water,” he whispers.
I am drawn into planes with him. Hair wet, pieces stuck to skin. Sunlight over water ripples.
He traces the stone between my breasts, down, and parts my labia with it, smooth grit. I lean into his hand and rock as he moves it in gentle, firm circles. My breath catches.
He kisses my ear. “Breathe, down to your middle. Draw your breath down there.”
I gulp air, filling my lungs, drawing that breath down through my body, through my womb, to my perineum. I feel the fullness of my body and orgasm, falling against him, pressing into his arms, trembling, surprised.
“Good girl. You mean so much to me.”