okay. so i'm back and i'm better (*bryson tiller voice*) with a smuttyimagine. and i'm not sure where this is gonna go bc i'm really trying to write it all in one day (i failed lol, didn't finish until a week later but)
on a separate note, i've noticed somethings about myself:
my new thing is hands??? like justin's hands are... wow. they're great. and they're so big and... anyway. so yeah.
so i proudly present: JUSTIN BIEBER'S HANDS
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I woke up this morning next to an abnormally large empty space next to me in bed. I place my hand on my phone, completely ready to dial the number I know by heart, when I notice the note on his pillow.
good morning baby. you're probably upset that i had to go but i had an early studio run to get to. call me when you wake up, i'll bring you brunch if you want...
i love you! :) -j
I get out of bed with a small smile and make my way to the shower to begin my morning routine.
After getting dressed, I decide to make a small bowl of cereal and some coffee. While drinking it, I suddenly began to think about Justin and I's "fun" last night.
He's really good with the dick and all, but he's amaizing with his hands.
And his fingers, god.
And thinking about this suddenly made me want more of him - or his hands, rather.
So I text him.
from me, to daddy 💍 babe 😩 when do you come home?
The three grey dots appear within moments and his reply soon pops up.
from daddy 💍: i'll be back in about an hour or so. why? you okay?
from me, to daddy 💍: i miss you 😭 and i want you to come home now please and thanks 😌👌🏽
