YEARNING
YEARNING
YEARNING
For what? For who? Who fucking knows! I knows, is who.
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YEARNING
YEARNING
YEARNING
For what? For who? Who fucking knows! I knows, is who.
Ah.
Hm.
Perhaps love is too strong a term for you?
You are different from me. So, so very different. You are intelligent, I could not keep up with you, even if I tried. And try, I did and do.
Love, no, I cannot give you in the way you most certainly deserve. But that doesn’t mean that I don’t deem you incredibly attractive.
Fuckable, even. My god, I could fucking break you, make you forget your name and dignity, and you’d come crawling back for more. Chain you up and make you bark like the dog you are, that you’ve wanted to be.
And care for you. I’d love to be the one to allow you to lose your composed façade, if only for a brief moment.
My word.
Is it so difficult for you to parse that you are loved? Will you accept that?
Your wisdom is appreciated, but please, let me tell you how I love you, not just respect you.
feeling like the Ensi of Uruk, two thirds Divine and one third Mortal in this IHOP tonight (I‘m having sweet meats, cheese, bread and beer while longing for a feral man sent by the Gods to love as one would love a wife)
hngh I need him to eat me out
And to suck his dick
That'd cure me
"Entschuldige dass ich dich so vollspamme."
"Du darfst das."
Ich liebe ihn. Ich liebe ihn so sehr, dass es weh tut.
god róisín murphy was right. I really do want ten lovers in my bed. I really do want something more.
FFFFFFUUUUUUU
Why can’t it ever just be easy. Why can’t I just lay him out on furs and worship this man's cock the way he deserves.
My B, my dear, dear B, why did the stars align this way for me to love you so, so much. God I need to get railed