I Don't Care If It's Just A Piece Of Silicone I Want You To Fuck Me Like It's Real. I Wanna Be Bred So

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I like kissing girls :3

hickies? cuts?? bites??? idc I just want to be owned and have marks to prove it

Shoutout to versions of me that have vampires that exist, she out there living her best life

suspension bondage but it’s a mech trussed up and hanging in a repair bay, limbs disconnected from hardpoints, reactor exposed.

Letting her hit “it” and by “it” I mean me and whatever part of me she wants

clockwork doll with a mainspring wound so dangerously tight and a core RPM so consequently high that she's upright more due to gyro effects than her own chattering, overspeed thoughts

push her and she will not fall, but she may whimper, and keen, and wish she could.

I don't care, I'm an absolute sucker for girls with long nails like please scratch my back while I fall asleep, gently scratch the back of my neck, let me go with you when you get them done, and please, please, mark my back when I'm fucking you

Condescending praise just does something to me

You’re just my easy little pet, aren’t you?

I love how desperate you get for me.

You would do anything just so I’d touch you, right? No, no, baby, don’t hide. I want to see your pretty eyes while you’re grinding on my thigh.

Hm, what would people think if they saw their cute princess acting like a such needy little slut, hm?

You got this wet just because we made out? My, my, I’m going to have a lot of fun with you.

No baby, you’re not allowed to cum yet. Why the tears? It’s not my fault you got close this fast. Let me have my fun playing with my little toy. You do want to make me happy, don’t you? *grasps my chin to make me nod my head* Then stop whining and take everything I’m giving you.

Gosh, I love seeing you cry for me. It’s when you look the prettiest.

Isn’t it funny how you pretend to be this mouthy brat all day, yet as soon as I get on top of you, you fall silent? I don’t even have to tie you down. You just know your place, right bunny? *pinches my nipple while kissing the tip of my nose*

I think if i was being assaulted in a back alley and a woman showed up behind my attackers and started to fight them off, then released within herself a terrifying energy, revealing how small and pathetic they are in comparison, and slowly, agonizingly, brutally beat each one to death, to bloody pulps and sacks of gore before my very eyes, then turned to me, her clothes and skin splattered with their blood, her fists still dripping in that ruby ichor, and reached down to me to ask if i was okay, if i needed somewhere safe to go, before taking my terrified traumatic silence as assent and whisking me away, back to her home, where she kept me as i healed, and took advantage of my trauma and my fear to keep me in her thrall and make me hers, her pet, her loyal toy... i would simply accept, and be happy.

I think friends should make out with each other and give each other head