It Was Actually Really Cool When You Bit My Throat While Making Me Beg You Not To Cum In Me

"You're mine" thanks fuck me so hard I can't walk

pretty boys that get shy at asking for attention.

pretty boys that can’t help but whimper at neck kisses.

pretty boys that can’t help getting needy at simple touches.

pretty boys that get hard just from the sound of my voice.

pretty boys that look so fucking cute with tears running down their face.

pretty boys.

you know what you are, darling?

all mine.

Need someone to wake me up by dicking me down cause they are hard and desperate to be inside of me and I look so pretty just lying there unaware

and i love him and i love him and i love him and my heart hurts my chest hurts i adore him so much i want to dedicate my life completely to him

You're intoxicating, darling. I'm addicted to the thought of you. Your scent, your touch, your everything. I want it all. I need it all.

Thinking about him breathing heavily and groaning out my name while he fucks his hand. His other arm is thrown over his face, and his eyes roll back a little as his hips buck up to meet his fist. He's thinking about how I have to look up at him to make eye contact. How I look doing it, how easy it is to use that seemingly innocent image for other purposes. Imagining me on my knees looking up at him, and he's stroking up and down in front of my face, or maybe I'm on my back underneath him. Pretending that his hand is actually me, that it's warm and tight and wet, that he can hear me making little noises each time he fucks his cock inside.