𝖈𝖔𝖓𝖙𝖎𝖓𝖚𝖊𝖉 𝖋𝖗𝖔𝖒 ⸻ @spicedcandi3s
he wants to misconstrue the words, wants to allow a fantasy to unfold over how that little 'no one else' meant ever rather than just for this one time. but now that the idea has formed... maybe it's just another thing he can consider working her toward. hands drop to settle at the dip of her waist, thumb trailing back and forth, teasing at flesh still hidden beneath layers of fabric. "whatever you want bunny," he murmurs the nickname he'd given her years ago. "tell me what you always dreamed about, hm? how you wanted it to happen? did you want to be wined and dined first? somethin' real romantic like or maybe you'd want to just dress up in some pretty lingerie and seduce your partner?" cassius pauses - allowing her time to answer before his hands are sliding around her waist to rest against her ass with a hum. "what about the act itself, bun? did you want your pretty little cunny licked? a cock in your mouth? what about other foreplay, hm?"






