You don’t need to drive, sweetheart. I’ll come pick you up. You’re mine.
No, don’t worry about the dishes. Let me take care of them. You’re mine.
Put your wallet away, silly. Of course I’m paying for dinner. You’re mine.
You don’t need to make yourself cum, sweetheart. That’s my job. You’re mine.
Why would I make an angel like you lift a finger for anything? It’s not a chore or a burden - I want to care for you.
Let me handle everything and you just tell me that you’re mine.
in public in private
booking a hotel room and telling the staff we’re related when really we’ve been talking on tumblr for a few days and we’re there for you to take my virginity <3
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Reblog so my moots can find me
hey don't worry. if you accidentally do something wrong I'll just kick you in the ribs and sides and chest and stomach and body and kidneys and head and neck until one of us feels better. I have heavy boots and no empathy. I forgive you babe. now stay still.
could be us
older boyfriend who "do you remember when..." younger girlfriend who "no, i hadn't been born yet"
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