what do u feel about sugar dadé smei and sugar dadé owchemu
Thoughts on sugar dadé smei and owchemu????
sugar dadé smei (semi eita)
He's paid for your front row tickets to the concert. He's decked you out in all the most expensive clothing you could present yourself in front of him as he plays out his guitar solo. Hell, he's even dedicated the entire song to you.
Now, you look up at him as he stands in all his glory when he reaches out a hand down to you to come up with him on stage. You're dumbfounded, really— do you just go up with him and stand there?
Still, you take his hand and he pulls you up and all you can do is stand as Eita takes hold of the microphone that stood patiently on its stand and sings the rest of the lyrics to you, all eyes on you. He snakes a hand around your waist and pulls you flush up against him.
"Can't believe you dedicated this song to me," you mumble. He rests his forehead against yours.
"Anything for my love."
sugar dadé owchemu (miya osamu)
"Nothing like treating you like the royalty you are," Osamu says as he feeds you another chocolate-dipped strawberry. You're on his lap—as he told you you were to sit on your royal throne. Your hands are neatly manicured, and he insists on feeding you your favorite food. You deserve it; after all, it's his way of showing you his love.
He places a hand over your cheek, calloused pads rubbing your skin softly. "You look so tired," he comments with concern, "Is there anything I can do to help?"
You gingerly cup his cheeks in your palms as you tell him, "No, just you doing all of this is enough for me." You kiss him on the forehead. "Thank you." Another on the nose. "I love you." Another on the lips.
He deepens the kiss, but pulls away shortly after. "I think I know how to help you," he says. He kisses you again, passionately, roughly.
These are my thoughts , hope u enjoy, caca wife!
