Wanna Leave Them Like This,,

Secretly Fucking them in front of others,,, leaning into their ear "shut up and take it mutt" or "not a work out of you" while you push deeper and watch them struggle so much not to moan~

guiding them on how to touch themself while on call, telling them when to speed up or down, telling them what toys to use, telling them when they can or can't c*m — telling them that just because they came doesn't mean they can stop, that their fate is 100% up to you to dictate

Wanna collar someone and take their clothes away, watch them get all shy while I slowly touch them, running my hands up their thighs getting close to their puppy parts but never quite there, all while praising them like the good little mutt they are~

Turn them on until they ask for more and tell them to until your pants and "go ahead" while they desperately try to get off,, licking, grinding- all while making those cute little noises like the slutty mutt they are~

Ddlg isn't just about a little girl and old man, You assholes. It’s about knowing and taking an interest into a smart sophisticated mature feminist woman and turning her into a silly pathetic filthy little cockwhore by providing a safe, comfortable, transparent, mutual kinky environment and fucking her with your intelligence, maturity, care and love.

Love watching them try and grind making those sweet pathetic noises~

You'd look so pretty sitting on my thigh, darling. Would it affect you if I started to bounce it? Get all shy and embarrassed because it feels a little too good, doesn't it?

Go ahead, princess. Use my thigh to get off while I sit and watch your pretty self become a whiny mess.

You're obsessed, aren't you? Can't help but fantasize about me-

You see some posts or see other having fun, amd you can't help but imagine us doing it together- even if it's just a split second,,,

I'm there, you imagine me and the way I look at you, that's stupid smile you find so cute and those eyes you get flustered looking into~

I'm stuck in your head, aren't I?~

I wouldn’t just take you. I would worship you, devour you, and ruin you in the slowest, most intoxicating way possible. My hands would move over your skin like they were meant to, like they belonged there, tracing every curve, every dip, every place that makes you tremble beneath my touch. I would make you feel so wanted, so undeniably mine, that you would forget the world existed outside of this moment.

I would start slow, teasing, keeping you on the edge, watching the way your breath catches every time I shift deeper inside you. My lips would find your neck, dragging over the heat of your skin, kissing, biting, murmuring against you, telling you how good you feel wrapped around me, how perfect you are, how I never want to stop.

I would pin your wrists above your head, locking my eyes with yours, making sure you see how much I want you, how much I need you. Every movement, slow and deliberate, deep and unrelenting, making you feel every inch of me, again and again, until you are shaking, gasping, clinging to me like I am the only thing keeping you grounded.

I would whisper against your lips, my voice low, teasing. You feel that? How perfectly you take me? How you are made for me? My mouth would claim yours, swallowing your moans, drinking in every sound, every plea, until you forget your own name and only know mine.

And I would not stop. Not until your body gives out, not until you are trembling, completely undone beneath me, your body etched with the memory of my touch. Not until you understand, without a single doubt, that you are wanted. Desired. Mine.

Because this is not just about taking you. It is about owning every inch of your pleasure, leaving you aching, ruined, and craving more.

Happy one month 🍞 I'm glad I got to meet you!

And wr should definitely visit the tunnels again soon.

The one thing I do love about my brain automatically assigning specific music to people and how I feel about them, is whenever I hear the song, it reminds me of memories with them. Especially this one, which holds my favorite memories from even before we were together.

"So cold, broken bones

I'm blind, in the dark

I've sunk like a stone

Moonhunter

Until the daylight breaks"

Cliche considering its history in my memory, but it'll forever be his song.

Dead of night, a chill in the summer air that we wouldn't have noticed if we tried, running through the tunnels just letting our imagination fill the dark.. and the flashlights because I refused to let it get fully dark LOL

Finally resting down at the end of the tunnel where the stream reconnects with the forest and the moon glints off the water. Sitting on the wall or just walking the slant, and this song blasts into the echo of the tunnel. And idk why this one just reminisces with me, but I guess you could say this is where I fell in love before I realized it myself, before all the dread and doubt kicked me in the ass. In the moment of pure serenity, nothing needed from anyone or the world, just enjoying the atmosphere the environment provided. And he fit right in with it, and found a place for me to fit in too effortlessly, before I even knew how much he'd mean to me.

A few hours late to say anything publicly, I was bedridden LOL, but happy one month anniversary, Cowboy 💛

Just wanna hug and kiss them all over, hear their cute giggle and see their smile, and fall asleep with them in my arms.

Why ya'll be following me, I'm out here writing degenerate shit u.u