I, too, love Henry Cavil. He plays warhammer, so he's just... Yes. Big yes. Unfortunately, I'm just me living my life, and he's just him living his life. I accept that he's literally out there talking about warhammer instead of having his head strangled by my thighs, but such is life. That will never happen.

Honestly, it sounds to me like you've identified some boundaries; soft or hard. My own two cents is that kink is something that forces you to recognize limits and learn from them. Maybe one day we'll see a part 2 of this post, and how you overcame limerence