(santa Voice): Who Tf Asked For A Big Fat Guy ??

saying “i need you” when they’re inside me so they pull me tighter and they answer “i know baby, i’m right here, you got me”

I'll be very frank, this whole thing was sparked by me rediscovering this John art that already invokes the sense of 😳 on its own, but then I thought about Fritz in this pose and good LORD I need to bite something.

There's no way I could mention this in the post about them on my main, but genuinely the way these are ALSO the men who made me realize I have a hierophilia kink.

SO real for that post about bare chest pieces. All Medic chests are winners in my book, I want to say that first and foremost, BUT. Burly Beast #1 in my heart forever, both in a horny way and in a general way.

Literally lay your head against that chest. There's a comfort to it, to the feeling of him, to the sound of his heartbeat. It's warm, sturdy but not too firm. You can feel the rumble of his hum as a hand comes to rest along your back, gently nestling you closer to him.

burly beast my beloved

pussy so good I start committing medical malpractice

There's no way I could mention this in the post about them on my main, but genuinely the way these are ALSO the men who made me realize I have a hierophilia kink.

i hear the voices of angels and gods and they tell me that dry humping and making out is the only way of salvation. so. i guess we better get on that

why is it always the fancylad boy-king type whos the bottom. maybe his tough loyal knight who uses his body to protect and defend him and lives to serve him wants to get railed

she gets it

from The Fran Lebowitz Reader

It’s me again, I need to share one more thought that’s stuck with me.

ALSO. I need a priest on his knees before me, hands on my hips looking up at me with a weight in his eyes like I’m something holy. I need to feel him mutter prayers against my skin, prayers of forgiveness that maybe come to bleed into prayers of worship, spoken in the breath amidst each kiss he presses to my skin. I need to feel his breath across my inner thighs as he pauses, I need to feel the way his hold grows a little firmer as I can almost feel another prayer on the tip of his tongue tantalizingly close to where I want him. I need him to barely bite back the heady gasp that leaves him before he presses a kiss to my sex and takes me in his mouth.

I need a priest to eat me out with a devotion that reads as worship in every regard.

OUGGGGH THATS THE GOOD SHIT