your clit is nothing but a target to me
swollen, twitching, begging for mercy it’s never going to get. i’ll trap you between my thighs, hold you down, and play with it until you’re thrashing, sobbing, trying to wriggle away from the very thing you were desperate for a moment ago
my thumb rubbing circles too sharp, too fast, never steady enough to let you cum. every time your body tenses, every time you think it’s finally here, i’ll stop. or worse, i’ll slap it and watch you jolt as your eyes roll back
your entire body enslaved to that tiny little button, and me ? i’ll ruin it until you don’t know if you want release or relief, until the ache in your clit feels like it’ll break you in two








