Tonight is something new.
You noticed the bartenders eye on me, along with the note slipped my way, and I noticed the flirts that the strangers around us sent over to you. At first, we wanted to laugh it off. But as the night continued, the winking, the smirking, and the "accidental waist touches" started getting to us.
We're not toxic, no. We're not immature nor insecure. But tonight, there's no stopping this.
Your tight hold on my thigh in the car ride home sends a shiver up my spine, and my clenched jaw mixed with my glares tells you that tonight will be different. Right now, there's no dominance or submission.
Right now, it's a war. A passionate, filthy, beautiful war.
When we burst through that door, you know you'll be pinned against it with my fingers wrapped around your neck, and they'll be the tightest you've ever felt them be. When we make our way to our room, I know I'll already have your fingerprints burned into my skin, and I'll whimper at your unyielding grip.
You'll put that strap on, and you'll fuck into me like you own me. Because you do. I'll wrap my legs around you, and with a grip on your jaw, I'll remind you that you belong to me. We'll grunt, we'll bite, we'll curse, and we'll beg each other for mercy. And when you've made me cum for you, again and again, you'll swallow every drop because it's yours. When I have my tongue buried inside of you, you'll cry out my name because your ruin is mine. We'll fuck like animals to the point where if the walls could talk, they'd say it looks like we hate each other. But no, we're simply at battle, and we're both being torn down and broken apart. Which means we're both winning.
So, when it's over, when my pussy has been spanked and owned enough to leave me aching and pink, and your body has been painted with my lipstick and bruises, you're gently tracing your fingers up and down my back while I look at you with nothing but love.
I know we'll whisper it together once more.
"You're mine."
I was talking about being afraid of people leaving me behind because I'm too sick, and my boyfriend just looked at me and said: "It's my choice to be your boyfriend. It's your friends choice to be your friends. You don't have to understand it, but you have to respect our choice. Don't try to make the decision of whether you're worthy of people on their behalf because that's not your decision to make." I think that's an important thing to remember. That whether we're worthy of someone's time and effort is something others can decide for themselves regardless of whether or not we agree with them. There's a lot of peace in realizing that literally all you have to do is accept the love other people choose to throw your way. That you aren't the one who gets to determine that you aren't worthy of their love. That other people can choose to love you regardless of how you feel about yourself - and that you can learn to respect their choice even though you're feeling unworthy.
“Kissing a woman feels much more fun.” — Olivia Colman
JENNIFER’S BODY (2009) HIGH FIDELITY (2020-) BLACK SWAN (2010) BUT I’M A CHEERLEADER (1999) ATOMIC BLONDE (2017) PROFESSOR MARSTON AND THE WONDER WOMEN (2017) CRUEL INTENTIONS (1999)
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*
subs really do give so much by taking all they can. reminding them and ourselves that they deserve sincere praise for these acts of devotion which develop purely from a genuine connection of trust, reassurance, safety, and established communication is so important. they do it all for us, you know. i’m talking even past the aftercare, to lovingly dote on your sub otherwise is such a privilege. they should feel deeply cared for, empowered by the total control they have over their own treatment, overwhelmingly and undoubtedly loved. to give everything… well they’d deserve that much and more then, wouldn’t they <3
This is your daily reminder to not be ashamed of making your life easy for yourself.
Cut your food into small pieces, make the font size 30 on your e book, use straws to drink, get a pen that’s comfortable to hold, take more naps, walk slowly, eat another cookie, buy velcro shoes, re-watch the part you couldn’t understand the first time, write things on your hands so you don’t forget it… whatever you want and/or need
Don’t let anyone tell you how you should be doing things. We don’t need to prove each other anything
I want to lie on your chest and listen to your heartbeat while you play with my hair and tell me everything’s gonna be alright
Anyone else just feel so full of love and pride for someone, or is that just me?
My thoughts are filled with images of her, and with every single one I just feel so much adoration. It’s like I physically feel the love overflowing inside me. God, she deserves the absolute best in life, I hope all her dreams come true.
And I hope I get to see it all, and be a witness to her magnificence forever