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I want to disappear between her thighs and forget the rest of the world exists. Just her hands in my hair, my mouth on her and every thought replaced by her taste.

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BBB - Butch, Blunt, Blade

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the way I need her lookin up at me eyes wide and waitin for approval like she needs to know she’s doing it right… the way she keeps going even when it’s a struggle just to hear me tell her how’s she’s my good girl… and I would. I’d praise her through every second, guide her, push her, take more, ask for more, my hand in her hair keepin her right where I need her, feelin her try harder and harder just because it’s me… fuckkkk. the way she’d give me everything just because she knows how badly I need her. The way her lips would wrap around me and take my full length , the way I wouldn’t be able to stop myself from ruining every bit of her.

Butch Thoughts, QUEER CODED

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I open doors, pull out chairs, and ruin her lipstick all in the same night.

Butch Coded

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Daydreaming

I often find myself daydreaming about the day I get to come home to the love of my life. In that quiet little world we build together I’d take care of the bills, and she’d handle the grocery shopping. Not because it’s her job but because I loathe it and secretly love carrying her bags, watching the way she lights up when she’s picked out our favorite things.

She’d have a job she loves. something that fills her soul not just her wallet. Something that gives her both freedom and passion, and a little extra to spend on herself. Because even though I want to provide for her, I also want her to feel empowered, independent, alive in her own right.

If life goes according to plan maybe we both get to retire early. Preferably sometime in my 40s, or 50s at the latest. And after long days where I have to wear a hardened exterior coming home and melting into her arms would feel like the greatest gift. A sacred softness in a world that demands so much toughness.

I dream of creating a sanctuary with her. a peaceful chaos all our own where nothing outside really matters. Where I get to care for her in ways only I can, learning her rhythms, her thoughts, her little tells. I want to study her in every way, not just her body, but her mind, her soul. To understand how she sees the world. It understand how she feels loved and how I can meet her there, every time.

I crave a kind of intimacy that feels insatiable. the kind that scares me with its depth. I crave her—not just the version she shows the world, but the one she hides. And I know that to earn that vulnerability from her id have to give her mine, completely. It’s terrifying how deeply I want to love and be loved like that.

Praise hades how beautiful it would be to fall into something so wild, so raw, so exquisitely fragile. To risk everything for something so rare.

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Barely 9am and I’ve gotten off idek how many times.

Time to make steak n eggs with a fat blunt and espresso martini.

Butch Coded

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My Way

I cant stop thinkin about being on my knees her hands tangled in my hair and my tongue moving slow and desperate between her folds while my grip leaves bruises on her thighs from holding her open for me. The way I’d lift her without warning and toss her onto the bed,only to dive right back in. The way my tongue would circle her clit while my fingers linger at her entrance. the way she’d try to grind down against them chasing for depth. The way I wouldn’t be able to help myself dipping my tongue inside her before sliding my fingers in after it.The way I’d lose control when I felt her tighten around me like my restraint would just snap. The way I’d bring her over the edge again and again until she’s shaking. until she’s in tears from being overstimulated . The way I’d keep going until I’m spent until I collapse between her legs knowing I gave her every last bit of myself. The way I need to please her.

MDNI THIS IS ABOUT LESBIANS

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Miles Away