Kiss Me

KISS ME

 

The kiss is probably the pinnacle of romanticism from everything that I have observed. The couple who flirt with one another throughout the film in an attempt to create a will they or won’t they scenario, finally kiss and everybody smiles. The kidnapped child is finally reunited with his parents and is smothered in relieved kisses. The power of seduction that exists in that first kiss between a passionate couple which then leads to their love making. A kiss good bye on a steam filled railway platform. As ever, books and films have played their part in elevating the status of the kiss to near legendary status.

Like so much of what I do, the kiss is a weapon which I use to maximise the impact of my machinations. At the outset I shall use it to overpower you. You are unlikely to have much resistance to my overtures following my campaign of love-bombing but if there is any it will be obliterated the first time I kiss you. I have studied a thousand  kisses. From Burt Lancaster and Deborah Kerr in From Here to Eternity to Clark Gable and Vivien Leigh in Gone With the Wind through to Demi Moore and Patrick Swayze in Ghost. I have viewed Audrey Hepburn jump from her taxi to kiss George Peppard in the rain in the film, Breakfast at Tiffany’s and the post-nuptial kiss between Prince Charles and Princess Diana. It is not just the famous kisses that have been subjected to my scrutiny. I have sat at railway stations and watched the greeting kiss, full of excitement and passion or the departure kiss which encapsulates longing. I have watched the almost frenzied and desperate embrace that arises from a man finally ensnaring his quarry in a nightclub after spending a couple of hours chatting her up. Whilst sipping from my drink in a restaurant I see hundreds of kisses between spouses, lovers, friends and acquaintances all delivered in different styles with varying emphasises. All of this knowledge is collated and stored ready for my use.

I have been told many times how good a kisser I am. I am blessed with full lips and therefore do not suffer the sometimes dispassionate affliction that can befall those who have lips of a thinner nature. From my observations I have learned to make my advance slowly, lingering just in front of the other person’s lips as I reach a hand up to cradle their neck and let my fingers lightly caress the back of their neck. My soft lips press gently against theirs and then I retreat slightly before advancing again and then retreating. I do this several times before allowing my mouth to press on to theirs and remain there as we lock our embrace, lips moving slowly together, each time moving a little wider until a tentative tongue gently probes and touches against hers. My tongue flicks back and forth as the embrace grows stronger. I can hear her low moan of delight and know that this approach is working. I reach another arm around her and pull her closer to me, bodies pressed against one another and now her mouth has opened wider, her own tongue almost battling with mine. I know that the tingle will be racing up and down her spine; I know that she will feel the churning in her stomach and that light headedness will be sweeping across her. I am well practised in the art of the seductive kiss and during our golden period I shall allow you to experience it often. I shall do it when we meet in my house at the end of the day, I will embrace you in that fashion when I lead you by the hand to our bedroom and I shall surprise you by grabbing hold of you in the lift and kissing you in this way.

What of course is all the sweeter about being able to embrace you in such a scintillating fashion is the fact that I will withdraw this marvellous kiss. You will take hold of me and push your mouth against mine only to find that my lips are set rigid and do not respond in the way you have been used to. There is no warmth or passion. You wonder where it has gone. The truth is that there was never any there to begin with. Like so much of what I do, it is an artifice purely designed to capture you and make the inevitable denigration all the more contrasting. I can see the confusion in your eyes as you try again to kiss me but the effect is the same. You look at me, eyes searching for an answer but I do not offer one. You ask me what is wrong and I look away and say that there is nothing wrong. I have a variety of responses which confuse you when you try to kiss me or expect to be kissed. When once I kissed you often and repeatedly I will reduce it to next to nothing. This reduction coupled with a lack of explanation has you flailing around for some kind of reason. You end up blaming yourself of course that is to be expected. I will do any or all of the following:-

  1. Remain tight-lipped when we kiss;
  2. Move my head so you kiss my cheek rather than my mouth;
  3. Put my hand up and block your advance;
  4. Hug you instead so that your kiss flies into thin air over my shoulder
  5. Just walk away

Where once my kiss was magical and uplifting, now it is cold or non-existent. You relished our passionate embraces and now you find yourself remarking how it is like kissing an automaton or a mannequin. I do not care. All I wish to achieve is your pained and hurt reaction to the cold front that I exhibit where once there was heat and passion.

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32 thoughts on “Kiss Me”

  1. The kiss is the first time I surrendered, carnal desire and orgasmic without the sex even needed.
    That first kiss ignited my fire! You narcs are something else!

    I don’t want to think about narcs kiss anymore, I’m thinking about my future kiss with a good man! (That I’ve highly vetted to the best of my ability following HG’s red flags) 😆💃🏽💋

  2. If I was you, I’d kill myself. The only honorable thing to do. You are a burden to this planet.

      1. Don’t know which comment made me laugh, yours or Jocelyn’s. Thanks, I may have a good night sleep after this.

      2. Correction: HG, your comment is the funny one. Jocelyn’s is so ridiculous to me that it made me laugh.

    1. Jocelyn,

      Please, I’d like to keep HG around. He is very useful. (And I like him?!)
      (He isn’t going to kill himself, anyway….)

      If you wish your own Narc, whoever they are, a very happy suicide, well, have at it!

  3. The funny thing guys is liking someone’s kiss has NOTHING to do with full lips .It is smell .I am not talking about bad breath here ugh .
    Subconciously you pick up that persons smell during a kiss , if your DNA is not close ,the chance of attraction is much higher .Just like animals nuzzling and sniffing each other out.
    An amazing kiss is not the kiss but your minds reaction to that mans/ woman’s smell .It is saying this person is a good one to mate with and produce strong offspring .This has been proven through science.
    It is the smell you are reacting to not the kiss.

    Cheers

    1. Kiki, I don’t think so. For sure, pheromones have influence. But still, lips are an erogenous zone. Fuller, softer (natural) lips will feel nicer, and give a more youthful appearance. And technique is important as well. Nothing worse than a propellor tongue. A proper executed french kiss is sexy as fuck. 💋

      1. Agree, god how I miss that.. and the sex… and everything..

        Someone, please find me a gorgeous man! 🙂

      2. Blank, you’ll find that man. Just make sure you read Red Flag (again) before you go hunting. 😉

      3. Hi yes technique of course but if the pheromones don’t kick in , a great kisser could seem like a horrible to you , it’s perception and scent . You already subconsciously know whether you will enjoy someone’s kiss full lips or not .
        If you are not subconsciously attracted by their smell ,full lips will feel blubbery and the kiss won’t feel nice no matter what the persons features.
        This works vice versa also.
        That is why beauty is in the eye of the beholder , it should be smell is in the brain of the beholder.
        Lots of research has shown this .

      4. Thanks Rachel, it’s all I see these days, red flags 🙂 I was looking on the datingsite just now (I’m only looking, not dating at all) and all the men I am attracted to, are narcs. The normals are boring. I need to change something about my thoughts and attitude towards ‘normals’, before I can date I think. And besides this, why do so many men my age look like my father, meaning old? Honestly, I don’t mind grey hair, or bold, but their faces and bodies.. how am I supposed to ‘feel’ anything looking at grandpa’s?

      1. If we did snjff that area like dogs, a lot of Ns would have some ‘splaining to do!!

  4. this is the second time I’ve tried to reply to this and it disappeared right before he go to send it both times I give up yes my roommate had a beautiful kiss and he is now my ex-roommate are you proud of me I got my keys back unfortunately he still has some stuff here but that’s easy to deal with I can work on that but pretty much no contact I like it. I was already pulling away from him because something was just wrong with this picture. The full court press didn’t work with me at all It bothered me something’s wrong you know the love bombing thing I was like wow this is like way too much so I’m not going to get too close to this guy I was just with somebody for 10 years and I wasn’t even that close to him i felt he could do better one younger but anyway and he did he got married. My my ex narc wood tell me we shouldn’t be sleeping together we’re roommates so I’d reply that’s fine no problem. but then he’d come back the next day with a soft full lips kiss and ask me to bed. (Bump buddies are fun) I did notice though when he first hooked up with chick he’s torturing now, when I’m walking him to the door to lock up (he”s going to work) I asked him for a big hug . Why he says, I replied cause it’s New year’s event ass. It wasn’t a full on hug like normal. we always hug each other when one of us is on her way to work if it was a holiday we were great friends great friends until this girl came along which is not even her fault it’s all him but that kind of hurt me more than the kisses cuz I can do without the kisses although I miss those days.we always had a big hug for each other especially on a holiday if we worked. His manly arms always made me feel safe ya know. Coincidentally that holiday is an anniversary of the first time we ever slept together that her little to which I think he might have figured that out or maybe that’s why he was not giving me a good one. I wonder if he feels cheated at how nonchalantly I was about being in bed with him I didn’t know anything about narcissism so I don’t know maybe I cheated him a little and that’s why I can’t get rid of him LOL probably not everybody have a good one I got to get my butt to work

  5. The first time my Greater and I kissed it was exactly as HG described his kissing style. It was so intense that I actually forgot to breathe and had to stop. He laughed and reminded me that I could have breathed through my nose lol. I was physically trembling and had goosebumps. I’ve never experienced a kiss like that before, it literally took my breath away.

  6. I was very disappointed when I kissed the narcissist first time. I guess kissing and faking warmth and passion is not a universal narc talent. To me, kissing has always been the sexiest, most intimate thing to do. But with him, I didn’t feel loved. And because of that, he didn’t even turn me on. I knew from the start that something was off. Always follow your instincts..

  7. Have you seen the movie Book Club? The role the actor Andy Garcia plays in the movie is how I imagine you being.

    I don’t remember if they kissed.

  8. I told him, we’re more like buddies now. A turned head or a hug. What’s that? Works for me. Made pulling away easier for me. Now, of course, he’s trying to be sweet again and recycle. Ha, good luck with that, I have HG-Power!

  9. Oh no.. a bad kisser and a bad breath. Fungus on toe nails and pure ugly. What was I thinking I’m asking myself??? A total looser …

    1. Fannyf: Your comment made me laugh out loud. Yikes! Ha ha. Bad smell and poor hygiene=exit. 😂 Add to that the narcissist traits…not really a good catch. Hope you’ll have more luck in future!

    2. Sounds like my first narc ex hubby – lesser narc. Yuk I always hoped he’d improve the kiss. Never did.
      Greater narc was a wonderful kisser still ugly as fuxk.
      Both stared coldly into my eyes during the kiss.

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