My Love Language Is Multiple Orgasms While You Call Me Your Good Girl

i LIED im not horny for sex. im horny for a soft domestic life. extremely horny for stealing kisses in between cooking dinner. extraordinarily horny for curling up together and watching something funny and talking about our days. off the charts horny for having my hair played with while we snuggle

the best way to admire a femme's pretty nails is to pin their hands above their head <3

when you tell a butch how much you want them mid make out session and they reply with that little breathless “yeah?” and that smirk omg i need this so bad

The idea of being someone’s wife one day and ALSO being called someone’s wife makes my heart all warm and fuzzy like oh my god I just can’t wait for that day

Will you pull me onto your lap, whisper that Im your only girl, kiss my forehead…and then fuck me deep into the mattress like Im your obsession?

𝔩𝔦𝔳𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔞𝔭𝔞𝔯𝔱

in need of getting slapped hard and having my hair grabbed to force me on my knees and being made to eat them out while i jerk off. or smth idk

being sleepy but horny is such an odd mix of emotions bc like yes i’m about to knock out rn but also i would not complain at all if you pushed up my nightgown and started eating me out and then fingerfucked me while i’m tiredly whimpering.

dick from a dyke who’s a sweetie pie, a literal angel on earth, the nicest little guy, the most gentleman little fella you’ll ever met even