Why I Looked Into Virgo Stuff
My partner’s a Virgo, right? Always organizing shit – socks color-coded, kitchen cabinets labeled. Sex life’s been decent but kinda predictable. So last Tuesday, I googled “how to turn on Virgo” during lunch break. Articles kept saying they’re perfectionists who need mental foreplay. Thought: alright, let’s test this.
Prepping Phase
First, I deep-cleaned our bedroom like my life depended on it:
- Vacuumed every dust bunny
- Made bed corners sharp enough to cut paper
- Organized the lube drawer by expiration date
Figured if mess stresses Virgos out, spotlessness = green light. Then pre-planned every move – no winging it. Even wrote down three teasing phrases like “Let me fix that for you” (cheesy but allegedly works).
Execution Night
Started subtle during dinner. Mentioned I’d reorganized the spice rack alphabetically. Saw their eyes light up – mental foreplay unlocked. Later, sat close on couch and slowly buttoned one button on their shirt, saying “this asymmetry was bothering me.” Got a shiver! Key lesson: fixing imperfections turns them on.
Moved to bedroom. Didn’t jump bones – smoothed wrinkles on sheets first. Kissed collarbone then paused to straighten tangled charger cords on nightstand. They legit moaned! That’s when I dropped the teasing phrases while massaging pressure points on their neck. Worked like magic.
Aftermath Insights
Post-sex, got real-time feedback:
- They loved the “structured buildup”
- Attention to detail made them feel studied/understood
- Actual quote: “The alphabetized spices were hotter than nakedness”
Wild takeaway? Treating Virgo arousal like a puzzle works. Order = foreplay. Next experiment: using spreadsheets during foreplay.
