Reblogged from A Girl Named Clay:
Weep for humanity that this all still needs to be said.
1.) I’m Kinky. You’re Kinky. And That’s Not The End of The story.
Assuming unspoken consent and cohesiveness between our kinks is going to be like throwing two pissed-off fighting cocks in a circle and thinking there’s going to be a tea party – they’re the same species, after all.
Even a one night thing can have repercussions folks

