Okay I'll give you the falling out of bed one as hilarious. That did happen to me (I'm not exactly coordinated but this was more an issue of 'getting carried away with it') and after falling about the room laughing both our arses of for the better part of 15 minutes, things resumed.Snork Maiden said:Wasn't really trying to make a contest of itReservoirAngel said:How is a cat looking at you more of a mood kill than a cat climbing on your chest and attacking you during the act? And trust me on this, it's not a brief hilarious interlude, it's a brief but horrific event that kills any possible mood and double-taps it just in case it ever tried to come back.Just because almost anything not performance related that happens in the middle of sex is normally pretty funny. Fall out of the bed? Hilarious. Spill lube everywhere? Comedy. Have someone walk in? Awkward for them, funny for us once they've left. Is the location (squeaky bed, in a tent) going to compromise your privacy? It's a game to keep it quiet!
Yeah I know what you mean. That time with the cat assaulting my chest kind of put me off cats in general... as well as sleeping with anyone who has numerous invasive pets.Snork Maiden said:Having a cat around is something that makes me uncomfortable to even begin.
I will raise you the ultimate in mood killers though: narrowly avoiding fainting during sex. That saps all the romance out of the situation, believe me.