Well, the coffee date went as expected. We were decent to each other, even playful/coy at parts, but it was mostly intense... we basically both agreed with each other that we moved really fast (too fast for him) and that it was passion/lust, not love, and he was blinded by that, and the sex all the time didn't help. The difference is, obviously, I was comfortable with the situation and he wasn't. So he was basically infatuated with me and then it wore off. It's so weird to me, because like I've said, I could still go with him. He said I didn't do anything wrong, and that I'm still very sweet and he still finds me attractive - and I told him I'm still very attracted to him... but he said he doesn't do fuck buddies. So we're just going to back away from each other and see if we're still on terms to be friends in the future. But other than that, I guess we just moved too fast and he got caught up in the passion of it without being able to process his feelings, whereas I... being a lot more experienced... was okay with the chemistry of it.
Shame. He looked so fuckin cute sitting across the coffee table and I could still smell him. But the passion faded for him.
Shame. He looked so fuckin cute sitting across the coffee table and I could still smell him. But the passion faded for him.