#alpha speaking.

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suck on my tdick for hours while you distract me from the way you’ve slipped in two fingers… three fingers… four fingers… slowly… surely.

my head dizzy from the way your tongue keeps making my boyclit throb and pulse into your mouth like i’m cumming into it… and when i relax? slip in the thumb.

in and out… stretch me… fill me… in and out… until the pressure against my spot makes me cum again. make me look down when you’re laughing up at me, bite my thighs, make my heart jump into my throat when i see your wrist disappearing into my cunt.

of course i can take it, i can take your cock after all…

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it's so cold outside, my gloves aren't cutting it anymore, let me warm my fingers up by using the heat from your mouth and your boycunt, babe.

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thinking about the time i bedded a married older man and kneeled on top of his chest and ordered him to suck my cock

and then he spread my lips open and whined as he wrapped his mouth and tongue around my tcock, bobbing up and down on it until his glasses fell off

pathetic.

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someone growling “you’re just meat” into my ear as they grab my neck and shove my face into the headboard while making the entire room shake in rhythm with their hips slamming against my ass would not fix me. but i need it anyway.

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oh gods i need to fuck the everloving heavens out of the sweetest boy right now. watch as i let him absolutely submit his body to me as his offering and not even acknowledge his humanity. what for? all he’s here for is to be my fuckable sleeve as i strip his conscience away under my claws. here to let me tear his thoughts off with my teeth and use that beautiful cunt on him to empty my frustrations into. i need to defile him so deeply he’ll become unrecognizable to the saints he admires. to train his body into craving no divinity other than my cock, and force his god to forsake another son.

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the idea of straddling a sweet human being… their animalistic instincts making each nerve a firecracker, each artery creating earthquakes with the pulses of life, their lungs breeding warm storms as my enormous and unfathomable wings cradle both of our bodies.

the luminous and impossibly dense feathers muffling rich cries and moans from their peers as they struggle to continue coming and coming and wailing for me, my limbs nailing their own shivering wrists and legs in place as i consume the energy from each orgasm ripped from their most sensitive organs.

a holy ritual, meant to create messiahs, performed in hubris so that i may experience the pleasure of which my creator deprived me.

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i don't want someone scantily wrapped in ribbons under a christmas tree. no, that's such an overdone gift. i'd much rather handpick someone and bring them into my home to use as an offering for the winter solstice, undressing them in front of the hearth. telling them that if they're a good offering, i'll keep them and light a candle to drip on their shivering chest and thighs once a day for 12 days. assuring them they'll stay warm and safe if they keep my house and my cock even warmer. and all the while i'll adorn their skin with pretty white lace and hungry red bites...

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still thinking about the sweetheart i hooked up with that kept struggling with trying not to come until he let me know my boycunt was tighter than anyone’s ass he’d ever had. i let him flood my insides while barking out “breed me breed me breed me”