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“maybe I’m the worst person in the universe but I always try my best for you”
— 13:49 (via fate)
Thoughts
I thought about you all day. No, not your great sense of humor or how I love spending time with you. Something more specific. I wasn’t thinking about how caring and supportive you are either. Those things didn’t enter my mind at all.
I didn’t think about bending you over and taking you from behind. Unusual, I know. Neither did I think about you riding me, bouncing up and down like a woman obsessed. I must admit I also find it hard to believe that there was not a single instance of me inside your hungry mouth with your wet, delicious tongue roaming all over before you completely drain me.
None of that happened, because all I could think about, the single prevailing idea, desire and uncontrollable craving, was how badly I wanted to taste you. I couldn’t focus on anything all day with the image of your spread legs constantly on my mind. The entire day, from the moment I had my first coffee to this very second, I imagined how I would lay you down, open your legs and finally put my head between them. How my lips would pick up your first few drops. How your hands would grab my hair. How I would push your legs back to be able to lick you deeper. Over and over with no rush or distractions. Until that moment when you clench your thighs, moan my name and flood my mouth.
Finally I can stop thinking about it. Now come over here and lay down…
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love when pets walk by like they have somewhere to be
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my hidden talents include romanticising everything, oversharing, crying, and overthinking
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putting your girl’s necklace on for her is peak intimacy
tease the fuck out of me
me: I’m over it
me: *thinks about it 6294729 times*