Him getting in your space to kiss you, leaning over you. One hand on your chin, his other hand splayed across your back to press you close, his solid chest hard and heaving against yours as he kisses you breathless.
Being pressed to the wall as he towers over you, forearms braced on either side of your head as he kisses you, grinding himself against you slowly, a filthy smirk on his face as you claw at his back desperately.
Being pressed to the mattress by his solid weight. Feeling small and safe and cherished as you're laying underneath his big, broad, beefy body.








