I love a shirtless walk home from the gym
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I love a shirtless walk home from the gym
The man fell to his knees before his enemy, his body giving no more. Hushed prayers fell from his lips as his eyes fell shut, his enemy's sword raised above him. He could only pray for salvation as his injuries overwhelmed him.
He blinked his eyes open, confused. The ground below him was.. soft? And fabric? And what was that smell? He glanced around at the large room, decorations hanging everywhere.
"There you are. I was wondering when you were going to wake." A deep voice floats through the room. The man tenses up, reaching for his weapon, which is surprisingly beside him. "Don't worry, I wouldn't leave you unarmed and vulnerable. Well. Not unarmed." The voice laughs again.
A figure steps into his view, and he gasps. "My... god?" He asks, dropping his head in respect. "You know, it's been ages since someone called for me. Especially someone so pure of heart." The diety murmurs, sitting on the edge of the bed. Their fingers guide their soldier's head up, seeking that eye contact.
"I'm going to keep you here for a while. Allow your body time to rest before we begin." They announce, moving off the bed until his hand snaps to grab theirs. His eyes widen slightly as he pulls his hand back. "Begin what, my lord? If I may ask."
"Begin your training. I enjoy your presence and I think you'll be useful. But you must heal before you can handle the space in my bed."
There’s not much that’s better than turning your Butch into an empty-headed, fucked out, begging mess. Losing track of how many times they’ve cum on your cock because it’s just too damn easy
*chefs kiss*
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Have not cum and have barely even touched myself since... The 9th? I think? Or the 8th? It was so long ago that I don't remember. And in like... 3-4 hours I'm gonna be the perfect toy, so stoned and needy and with a new app-controlled toy? Goddddddddd save me
Craving a femme in my lap, running their nails along my back
held safe in my embrace.
She'd soften like shea butter as my fingers trace sigils over her body. Making my adoration known.
I'd peel back the layers they carry to stay safe in this world
until our truest selves can commune.
Whether this is an act of worship
or care
or consideration
it doesn't matter. The impact is the same.
In my lap you are safe.
In my embrace you are appreciated.
In my gaze you are the most lovely gift.
I'll use my hands to impress my reverence upon you, and after it's been massaged into every square inch
I can really make you feel good.
"we were destined by the universe to meet" "nah i actively stalked you on twitter" has made me realize that my fiance did the same shit to me. like. she hounded me with follow requests and then as soon as i let them follow me they were hyping up my selfies and calling me shit like "your eminence" and swiping up on my stories to talk to me. all just an elaborate ploy to get me to fall in love with them. it worked then and it worked now. go harrass your internet crush i guess. fuck you
i love t4t and mlm content as much as the next person, but i need more t4c/t4nb content. i love women. i need a post about a tboy eating his mommy’s pussy out >:(. tboy being absolutely dominated by his mommy. where are my tboys groveling at their girlfriends feet and worshipping the ground they walk on