Sending This Off-anon Because At First I Accidentally Hit The Unfollow Button In The Midst Of Trying

Love men who get horny from mundane things. He needs to go through a man’s equivalent of ovulation when he sees you folding laundry. He has to feel like he needs to be sedated because you were humming while making coffee. He should feel like he’s in heat simply because you giggled at something in your phone. It would be borderline offensive if your simple existence did not send him into the world’s most frenzy of All Time actually

Comfort sex where there's no rush to make each other cum, but those deep strokes make us feel as close as ever. Hands all over, caressing and soothing, face hiding in the other's neck. We couldn't possibly be closer and yet we keep pulling each other in.

a collection of musings I haven't managed to format into drabbles but I've still been thinking about

need to be condescendingly saying “ohhhh i knowwww, sweetheart” while i add another finger and kiss your neck

I need him to bruise my cervix

Missionary so I can press our foreheads together while I talk you through your orgasms

My life is hurtling down the toilet - discuss.

*放棄思考.jpg*

lookin fresh

Don't imagine Medic patting you down, assessing your build, gently pinching handfuls of your thighs and sides, rolling his palms around over your stomach, smiling with a self-satisfied hum, as he watches your breath lick up.

Don't think about the German's voice getting a little raspier, as he speaks to you in a softer tone, rubber gloves venturing over your legs, claiming to test your reflexes, when in reality, all he wants is an excuse to explore you a bit more, and feel the heat radiating off of your skin, even though he still has his clothes on.

Don't even consider what his face might look like, the knowing "Aaah. Ich verstehe..." he might let out, as he finally allows himself a look at what exactly you've got going on, a visible flicker of hunger in his eyes, as he takes in the gorgeous sight before him. Well, as your beloved Doctor, he must ensure that your body functions properly! He has speculated how long it might take to make you melt on his operating table, but, what better way to find out, than to test your organism's limits, while he has the chance?

All Medic needs is your permission, and he promises, this "check-up" will be a pleasant one, kuchen.

- Penis Anon.

I am not imagining it I am not imagining it I AM NOT IMAGINING IT I AM NOT IMAGINING IT-

thinking of medic doing an examination in his office and his touches getting more 'intimate' while he insists the check-up needs to be "through" as he touches the chest / the backside / the inner thighs.

(dammit im gonna be thinking about that idea for the rest of the day fuck)