Yours, Yours, Yours, Yours, Yours. I Was, I Am, And I Will Always And Forever Be Yours.

“ pet.”

i would make the perfect pet. i would be obedient, doing everything you say without a second thought. i would be trustworthy, why would i run away when i have the best owner ever? i would be disciplined (if you trained me right.) but best of all, no matter what you did to me, no matter the pain you put me through, i would never stop loving you. <3

oh, to be a parasite in your brain, digging deeper inside until the only thoughts in your head are of me.

I wanna play fight with you but genuinely get overpowered. I wanna try my hardest to wriggle out of your grip on my wrists and hips and be unable to escape. I wanna feel that fear of knowing you really could do whatever you want to me so I’m completely yours to play with

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.

my heart is full of you, you, you.

my love for you is overflowing.

my pulse is racing - it's crying your name.

it is just you. it is always you. again and again and again.

my ownership kink is making me go absolutely feral. like pls make sure everyone knows i’m yours. it could be with a bracelet, ring, collar, hickies, bruises, ANYTHING. id gladly show them off. i need need need it pretty please i need them to know i’m yours and yours only

pretty boys that get shy at asking for attention.

pretty boys that can’t help but whimper at neck kisses.

pretty boys that can’t help getting needy at simple touches.

pretty boys that get hard just from the sound of my voice.

pretty boys that look so fucking cute with tears running down their face.

pretty boys.

First date idea: Smoking a joint with you on my lap and scrolling through your likes on tumblr, making you read them out loud as you grind against my thigh until i’m done then picking the ickiest one to tease and degrade you about while I break you over my cock for the next few hours. ♡︎