god. thinking about him.

boyliking is a full time job, and brother, I’m doing overtime

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him. him pinning me down and riding my strap and then using it to fuck his cum into me.

I wanna make out so bad right now. Nice and slow. Soft moans. Fingers slipping underneath shirts and waistbands. That kind of making out that builds slowly. Hitched breathes and your hips rocking against my thigh. Open mouthed gasps against your neck and fingers tight in my hair. Firm thighs and rough denim and soaked cotten pressing into you. Too many clothes but it feels so good. I just want to make you feel good.

“my stupid little mutt” i’m on my knees hello

imagining slowing down and forcing them to really look as your cock goes into them. cooing at their blush as you stretch them out. the cutie’s eyes darting away in embarrassment, soon wide open in shock and you pound into them suddenly. grabbing their hair and yanking to make them look again, see how easily they swallow you up. all the while telling them how desperate they look, “im being mean? i just want you to see how perfect you are like this. your pretty little hole is made to be fucked and its only right that i share the view ~”

(18+ only MDNI - this post is t4t)

@kugay little craft i made for him to hang on the fridge

I know that post is put in the tags to not rb but those tags are so absolutely adorable 🥺🥺🥺 I’m so glad you found someone so wonderful for you!!!

this is so sweet aw. thank you! hes so great 🥰

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that's right, cry. sob. beg. you're talking nonsense. you don't want me to stop, don't be ridiculous. can't you feel how wet you are? the pleasure your cunt is begging my cock for? you're practically purring, isn't it clear that i know what's best for you? fucking take it.

take it, you'll thank me when you come down from the high.

Don't you think you'd look prettier with a leash and an outfit that I picked out for you? Wouldn't it be so much fun to give up control? Life is easier when you're wrapped around a cock and grinding on a pillow like a cockdrunk toy. Be a good toy and just give up, you know you want to anyway. Just for me

i have been constantly thinking about having him in my bed, having him whining and begging for my attention. i just want to see his face when i snap at him to shut the fuck up and then praise him for being so obedient. such a perfect little pet, made just for me.

how beautiful he would look so intricately tied up in my bed. his smaller frame wrapped so neatly in dark colored rope, laying there as patiently as he can. he doesnt last very long though, he cant help it. he starts squirming while i admire all my hard work. i tell him sternly to stop moving and he whines and complies- for a moment. he just cant help himself, can barely think, much less follow directions. it would be then that i start dragging my knife over him, watching him shiver at the feeling of the cool blade. he doesnt say anything but he looks at me in fear, knowing whats coming. hes so pretty like this.

overstimulating a sub under the guise of it being a sacrifice to Me. hearing them brokenly praying to me through hot tears, thanking their God over and over again for the ability to feel such angelic pleasure, even if it hurts.

you, my darling, know the ability to feel such things is a gift from Me. it was My hands that designed that hard cock between your thighs, that aching hole, that sensitive chest. though even knowing this, the pain and overstimulation of my hands moving the vibrator firmly against you, clouds your judgment, only for a moment. you look to Me, perfect droplets pooling in your eyes, and confess “it hurts, please God.”

i soften my features, as any loving God would if their Devoted cried to them, and mutter, ”my love, would i ever intentionally hurt you beyond what you can handle? has God ever committed such a sin before? answer me, sweet thing.”

my thumb strokes across your cheek, wiping away a few fallen tears, and you answer as you were taught to when asked a question, with a meek, “no, He wouldn’t, ‘m sorry my God.”

i shush you softly, urging you not to voice such silly apologies to me, for there’s no need. your God would never be upset at such a thing as that. i break the news, though, that the sacrifice cannot be over until your cum once more for me, can you do that, Angel?

you, of course, oblige, letting me trace the vibrator between your thighs again. i revel in your gorgeously pathetic whines as my Angel climaxes a final time, all while praying to me nonstop. “thank you God, thank you, thank you for letting me serve You. i’m yours. God.”

i couldn’t ask for a better show of devotion, my love <3

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a sub sitting between my legs leaned against me and preoccupied with something like a book or a video game, I’d rub soft circles on their hips and kiss their neck. they’d whine and complain but I’d ignore them. when they start huffing in annoyance and getting irritated— I’d slide my hand past the waistband of their underwear, my hand would lightly grab between their thighs and they’d look up at me, “who does this belong to, baby?”