thinking about messy eater ex-boyfriend, Elias, who gets so easily love drunk on you, chin dripping with drool and slick—lips puffy from exertion and pelvis grinding against the bed as your thighs shake around his head. his eyes rolling back when you grab his hair, nails digging into his scalp: he loves it.
a man who knows your body inside and out who groans at little whimpers and gets off on your pleasure. someone who aches to give you everything, heart in his throat and hands clasping yours, dreaming about wedding bells and forever. who eats you like a man starved, fingers clenched in a bruising grip and arms crossed against your hips like you might leave him again. who drags your body closer after you try and shift away, overstimulated and breathless.
Elias who feels more loved the more you make a mess on him, tears rolling down his cheeks, lashes damp, and reaching out for you still even after he got you back.
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