The title is true, mostly, the first part is absolutely true and while we do belong in Paris, it really could be any city in any country, anywhere in the world. Because the place doesn’t matter. Only one thing matters and that is that we are together.
This will be our second time together and if the first was any indication I expect it will be just like that, only more. Our connection was deep and intense even before our first 48 hours and afterwards our feeling have only become deeper and stronger. I can’t imagine what this trip will bring for us.
LDR for us is brief moments of intense time together followed by long periods of separation. That is never likely to change. We will always need to make the most of the time we have being in each other’s physical presence. So that is part of the reason that it doesn’t matter where we are, we are so wrapped up in squeezing every last drop of joy from our moments together.
So while we will be in Paris, we won’t be climbing the Eiffel Tower, going to the Louvre, visiting the Arc de Triomphe, the bridge in the featured image or any other of the landmarks that most people come to Paris to see. We probably won’t go out to a restaurant for a meal. Instead, the landmarks will be the ones we build and our itinerary will consist of the things that we can only do when we are together.
It will be another 48 hours of celebration, reaffirmation, love and filthy, dirty, kinky, perverted sex.