#cutness

[fatmatns]

About my cutness ❤️

[noseysilverfox]

November 2025

“I’m a tiger, even without the stripes!”🐅

"А я и без черных полос тигр!"🐅

[magicalmoon989]

Wherever you go Arlo, I will follow you 😂 Arlo is clearly not too happy about it 🤭😂😻🐾🧡

[romanreignsbae]

aftercare - roman reigns

a/n: just a little something short n sweet! 🥰🥰wanted to post now cause we are seeing daddy today!

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It was quiet in the aftermath of the lovemaking you and your husband, Roman had just indulged in. You could only hear the soft sounds of your breathing and the occasional shifting. Roman's chest rose and fell beside you, but he wasn’t asleep. He never could be after the moments you shared, not when his thoughts were still so full of you.

You were curled up against him, your body still a bit sweaty with an intense glow from the warmth of what just took place between you. He traced the outline of your form with his gentle soft fingers, as if he was memorizing the outline of your claimed to be perfect body, claimed by him. He wanted to make sure you were okay, wanted to make sure you felt loved and cared for in every possible way. Especially after something so intimate. He knew how much intimacy meant to you.

He carefully shifted, lifting the sheets off of you before moving to gather a glass of water from the nightstand. Roman returned to you, his movements slow and steady, making sure not to disturb the peace of the room. The peaceful state you were in. He helped you sit up, laying you against his chest as he offered the cool glass to your lips.

“Here ya go, baby,” he whispered, his voice soft. “Drink. You need it.”

You took the water, your hand weakly holding the glass, your head still all over the place, mainly from the intimacy you shared, not to mention the back to back orgasms your husband had gave you, which you couldn’t even keep count of. He watched you carefully, a tender smile tugging at his lips, and he brushed a stray piece of hair away from your face.

When you were done, Roman gently laid you back down against the pillows, his hand smoothing out the blankets over you. He shifted next to you, wrapping his arms around you, pulling you closer. The space between you was never enough, and he always seemed to need more of you, as though a part of him would always be missing when you weren’t near.

His fingers trailed softly over your skin, brushing against your back, your shoulders, your arms. It wasn’t about anything but comfort. About making sure you felt safe, loved, and cherished.

“You’re okay, right?” His voice was a low murmur, laced with care. “I’m here. Always.”

You barely nodded, the soothing motion of his hand against your skin melting the last of the tension from your body. You wanted to cry with the emotion of how loved you felt in moments like these. He kissed your forehead again, his lips lingering there for just a second longer than necessary. He wasn’t in a hurry…there was no rush. Not when you were in his arms.

“I’ve got you,” he whispered, his voice thick with affection. Affection shown and given only to you. “Always.”

[beautifulbitch125]

every metalhead be like

[imaxyxia-xj]

[puellascribere]

Quiet moments....never thought I’d enjoy digital art this much… I’m still a traditional girl at heart, though