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Love Begins
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"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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we're not kids anymore.
Claire Keane
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@iwant2begood
begging a man to let me touch my own cunt 😵💫
bodily autonomy is for other people
i’m sorry for talking about wanting a cock in my mouth so much. you can make me shut up with your cock. in my mouth
Putting her to bed might be one of the most intimate things a man can do. Not because it's romantic. Because it means she trusts you enough to stop being alert for a while. The world can wait. The overthinking can wait. The messages can wait. For a few minutes she doesn't have to carry anything. She just curls up beside someone who makes her feel safe enough to close her eyes. Most people underestimate how much trust lives in that moment.
bf with large, strong hands 🤝 gf who smiles when they’re wrapped around her throat
The hottest version of control is the one that doesn’t bother convincing you. No softness, no coaxing, no pretty words to make you feel brave. Just my hand on your throat, your back pressed into the mattress, your wrists trapped above your head, and my voice like a verdict. Take it. You don’t get to turn this into a performance. You don’t get to negotiate your way back into control. You lie there, open, wet, breathing messy, feeling every second of being claimed, and you let your body learn the truth you keep pretending you don’t want. You came here to be used properly, so stop acting like you deserve options.
hearing “im so fucking proud of you, baby” after they successfully make you squirt
"I'll give you something to cry about" sounds derivative and cliche on the surface, but it's actually unbelievably powerful when you're reassuring a needy masochist who's whining and begging incoherently to be hurt.
"Don't worry, darling. I know exactly what's best for you. Come here. Now. I'll give you something to cry about, love."
Why does My workday never include her humping My steel toed shoes, while she sucks My dick?
Because we are stuck in a hellish alternate universe. This is exactly what should be happening, every day You have to work.
“There’s my girl.”
Funny how four simple words can undo someone. When she walks into the room. When she quietly comes back to your side without thinking about it. When she rests her head against you after a long day. When she looks up and realizes she’s being noticed again. Not admired. Not watched.
Claimed.
There’s something dangerous about being recognized like you belong somewhere. About hearing the same words over and over until they stop sounding like a sentence and start feeling like home.
“There’s my girl.”
And suddenly the whole world gets a little quieter.
Your lagoon or mine?