#-solace

[darkquietroom]

Hbfn his little feet kicking and watching him squirm

[darkquietroom]

I used to believe I would never be able to love anything. That whatever I touched would be stained, corrupted, and damaged beyond repair.

Now, I plant flowers outside his window. They did alright, all things considered- I'm not much of a gardener, but they lived. They came back the next year, too.

[husker-fictive]

I very rarely front, and when I do, it's in one of two very specific scenarios so this will likely be one of the only posts you see from me.

One is when we're trying to reality shift. That is when I usually front.

Two seems to be when we've taken nyquil and are immensely drowsy because of it.

[darkquietroom]

Dragging the tip of my knife up and down his neck and shoulders while he's on his knees letting me use his pretty mouth <3

[lovesick-little-angel]

Need to find a comfy way to put him in a mating press so I can kiss up and down his feet and ankles while I fuck him stupid

[lovesick-little-angel]

Watching him hiss and squirm and whine and beg while I hold his pretty face in front of me by the hair and get off to him struggling

[lovesick-little-angel]

Need him drooling and gasping for air and too fucked out to move under me tbh