I Am So Deeply In Love With You. No Words Will Ever Do Justice To My Adoration And Affection For You.

It's finally about to be "Breed you while you're wearing my hoodie and some knees high socks" Season.

Thinking about him breathing heavily and groaning out my name while he fucks his hand. His other arm is thrown over his face, and his eyes roll back a little as his hips buck up to meet his fist. He's thinking about how I have to look up at him to make eye contact. How I look doing it, how easy it is to use that seemingly innocent image for other purposes. Imagining me on my knees looking up at him, and he's stroking up and down in front of my face, or maybe I'm on my back underneath him. Pretending that his hand is actually me, that it's warm and tight and wet, that he can hear me making little noises each time he fucks his cock inside.

i need to be owned. be possessive. i need a collar and to be pulled around on a leash. mark me up, bite me, leave your handprint on me. i need everyone to know that i belong to you and i’m yours and you’re the only one who can fuck me. i can only come when you say i can, and i’m such a good puppy, i’ll be so good for you

fuckin BONKING my head against you like a cat what about THAT

Rubbing them through their underwear until they start whimpering and begging because its not enough. "Whats that puppy? Come on, speak up, i know you can bark a little louder. Beg pretty for me and i might just let you take my cock 🖤"

I don't want something "casual". I want to cut you open and crawl into your ribcage so I can sleep next to your exposed heart 🩷

i'm feeling alive only next to you.

hearing your heartbeat, smelling your scent, catching every your breath.

messy make out session but your hand is around my throat squeezing harder and harder while I struggle to kiss back <3

they diagnosed me with i love you and it’s incurable