May 27
Everytime i see his arm, i just want to submit myself to him. Every. Single. Time. Like, i’ll gladly be on my knees in front of him, sitting there all pretty, polite, and submissive. Resting both my hands on his well defined thighs—god, his thighs— looking up at him with pleading eyes.
Imagine those arm on your neck. Those pretty, veiny arm moves along your throat to your jaw then sneaking on the nape of your neck, pulling your hair lightly as his face hovers above yours.
I’m sick. Seriously. I’m a whore for this. OH MY GOD WHY IS MY IMAGINATION SO HORNY FOR DOKYEOM’S ARMS.
God bless him and my soul for this. I fear for myself atp.
