clingy submissive boys are such a treat. like you could just get up to get a snack and they’ll be in shambles, as if you’re suddenly gonna disappear and never come back. the adorable whine. the big eyes. “where are you going?” in a tiny voice and the precious little shirt grab they do? it’s so delicious. and then they follow you around like a lost puppy, if you don’t order them to stay. it’s so cute.
There is something unbelievably flattering about having a boy on his knees for you. Especially if they do it on impulse, without being asked. There is something so human and so ancient in falling on your knees for the object of your worship. I love it
Can I have… You?
"Sure, I could rub tanning oil onto my own chest, but I just love that pained look on your stupid face when the spikes start digging in.
Now, I want you to go nice and slow and savour every curve. I wanna see if I can make you cry."
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