fuck you.
if you insist.
and the house is quiet, spare a movie playing in the background,
princess and the frog.
and the sheets are soft, yet no where near as wonderful as your hands feel on me, grabbing and pulling and pushing
making me yours and only yours.
come on, say it.
bitch.
fuck- fuck,
( ).
there we are. good boy.
fuck. ( ).
i am,
unless you want more?
and my lips are bitten, and im quiet again (save for a few noises) and your lips move from over me to on me, laying kisses down on all the exposed skin.
god, you feel amazing.
shut up.
what-?
shut up, darling. i want to watch the movie.
oh- fuck.
ah ah, what did i say?
good boy.
YOU ARE READING
unable to connect.
Poetryreload the page? ( or, imagines and thoughts. ) from blank ( warning. contains topics that are: heavy, dark, sensual )
