Smuggery

There's a certain undeniable smugness you feel when you lose get rid of your virginity. When it's over, no matter if it's good or hurt so much you bit your boyfriend in the face, there's the same sort of glowy feeling you get. A little less pristine. A little less sixteen candles, a little more "touch me".

And then there's just the smug, "Yeah. I just fucked."

Everything about the above picture reminds me of that exact smuggery I felt for a straight week after I got laid for the first time once upon forever ago.

And then I definitely get a smuggy face when thinking about somethings like that. I love smuggery.