Lizardbrain at work
Apr. 26th, 2003 11:14 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
jamjarOkay so there are some things that just make my hormones pop. Not just normal attraction, but some kind of cave-woman thing.
Like a man holding- taking care of- a baby or toddler is just that much more attractive, like some primitive part of me is saying "Good breeder potential there, good father = good mate". Like it bypasses the normal hey, good sex potential there, or the hey, extreme emotional/physical intimacy potential there routes of attraction, to some part of me that thinks I should club him on the head and drag him back to the cave.
Or muscles. Watching swimmers or gymnasts and no, I don't think I'd particularly like to have a relationship with them, I don't think they're any better or worse at sex than anyone else, but I look at the muscles and Lizardbrain just says "I want that."
Not as breeder, just to have around the cave, in case a mammoth comes around or we get snowed in and I want something to look at. Not attraction, as I think of it, but definite lust.
I put it together with the way being around babies -or really, anything half my small and unformed- makes me start getting broody and hitting my "Aw, bless," reflex, that's also triggered by exposure to anything fluffy or scaly and 1/8 my size. It's not that I want babies now, but there's just kind of instinctive I've-got-to-get-me-one-of-those things.
Like a man holding- taking care of- a baby or toddler is just that much more attractive, like some primitive part of me is saying "Good breeder potential there, good father = good mate". Like it bypasses the normal hey, good sex potential there, or the hey, extreme emotional/physical intimacy potential there routes of attraction, to some part of me that thinks I should club him on the head and drag him back to the cave.
Or muscles. Watching swimmers or gymnasts and no, I don't think I'd particularly like to have a relationship with them, I don't think they're any better or worse at sex than anyone else, but I look at the muscles and Lizardbrain just says "I want that."
Not as breeder, just to have around the cave, in case a mammoth comes around or we get snowed in and I want something to look at. Not attraction, as I think of it, but definite lust.
I put it together with the way being around babies -or really, anything half my small and unformed- makes me start getting broody and hitting my "Aw, bless," reflex, that's also triggered by exposure to anything fluffy or scaly and 1/8 my size. It's not that I want babies now, but there's just kind of instinctive I've-got-to-get-me-one-of-those things.
