It's interesting to fantasize having a man sink his teeth into your neck for sustenance, knowing that it isn't going to be terribly painful but rather very exciting.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I like to see life with its teeth out.
It is a clear gain to sacrifice pleasure in order to avoid pain.
I'd rather go to the dentist... but I'm going.
I'm not one of these people who likes to do as little as possible. I really do feel the hot breath of time on the back of my neck these days. And there are certain things I want to do before my time is up.
It's nice to get my teeth into something that isn't a stereotypical female role.
There is no more lively sensation than that of pain; its impressions are certain and dependable, they never deceive as may those of the pleasure women perpetually feign and almost never experience.
Bro, how are you going to tap on the neck, on the choke? Go to sleep, man. Be a man.
Without tenderness, a man is uninteresting.
All this fuss about sleeping together. For physical pleasure I'd sooner go to my dentist any day.
Happiness is your dentist telling you it won't hurt and then having him catch his hand in the drill.