i have fantasies that i’m between your thighs, my tongue licking you in the most perfect way. i’d have a perfectly placed pillow between my legs, and i would use it to grind down onto. your fingers would be in my hair, pulling gently to keep me going. i’d grip your thighs with my hands, placing them firmly on my shoulders, giving myself the perfect opportunity to get even closer to you. my face would be warm with your wetness, my tongue heavy with your sweet taste. your moans coming through my ears like sweet music, i’d hear them so clear. the gods would be jealous of just how perfect you are. i’d place soft marks on your thighs when i needed to come up for air, gently sucking on the skin as i look up at you. your head would be thrown back, mouth gasping with moans wanting to escape. when i’d finally have enough air, your hands would guide me back down to pleasure you. moaning against your flesh, tasting your sweetness like it was my favorite drink. my hands caressing your hips, my fingers mapping out every piece of skin that they could find. your moans and gasps will keep me going, they’ll keep me wanting to please you. i’ll go down harder, faster, closer. your legs trembling with their position on my shoulders. your fingers gripping my hair tighter, pulling my head that much closer to you. with a few quick thrusts of your hips, you’d finally reach the top of your pleasure. just the sight of you unraveling under my tongue, would push me over the edge and make me orgasm. my mouth softly working you through it, drinking every last drop and getting drunk from the taste. i would place a hand on your stomach, softly stroking the skin there to help you come back down. i’ll gently drop your legs from my shoulders, after i could feel your breathing finally going back to a normal pace. the towels under us would be soaked at this point, sticking to my skin with all the fluids that our bodies produced. i’d crawl up your body, brushing my hand down your skin as i ascended up, tucking my face into your neck to breathe in your scent. i would kiss behind your ear, softly rubbing my nose in that spot. pulling back to look at you: laying there, just shining with such a natural glow. a godly glow. such a sweet, perfect prince. i would place a kiss on your soft, rosy lips, allowing you to taste just how sweet you are. i’d start feeling the urge to take care of you taking over my senses. i would’ve placed a towel beside the bed that i’ll use to gently wipe you clean. placing soft kisses on your skin with every swipe of the towel. after making sure that you drank some water and that you had everything you needed, i would place a blanket over your body, and climb into bed with you. pulling you against me softly, hands stroking your stomach. kissing your head and rubbing your belly until you finally drifted off to sleep. i’ll keep you close to me, hoping that you felt safe and secure. the sweetest of dreams, for the sweetest prince•• wow, i can’t believe that you realized that it was the same person sending you these messages. yeah, it’s me. i’m usually writing you really long asks about worshiping and caring for you. cause you deserve it. you also deserve to be absolutely ruined and fucked just the way you like. i can be rough, i promise. i’ll be anything you want and desire. but let’s compromise: no matter what we do, how rough we do it, you’ll let me love you after. you’ll let me take care of you and worship you after we’re done. you’ll let me treat you like you’re precious. take care of you and make sure that you know that you’re cared for. i’ll break you, if you want me to, as long as you let me put you back together again. deal? 🐚 (i love the ocean, so this emoji seems fitting)
🐚I love what you send me so much, and I also love the ocean so yes, this is very fitting
