I felt the need to explain...which, I must say, will do the reality of the situation no justice whatsoever, but that has never stopped me before...No worries I'll keep it short.
On a scale from 01-10 my sex life is a 25.
Not because of the sex alone. It is because of the connection and the raw intensity we have towards each other. He would probably describe it as a really good high from really good drugs, 'that will eventually kill him.'
Our desire is second nature. Fulfilling our need has, over time, become just as important as food and water...there is no living without it. That doesn't exist. What happens is excessive like a morbid longing of sorts.
It is lust defined...Overwhelming, unrestrained, unreal and so addictive....Insatiable even.
Eventually it will end, but until then on a scale from 01-10 my sex life is a 25.