Yknow if ur feeling generous you could fuck them to sleep, give them something nice to dream about maybe. Their sleepy little noises are so cute and they’ve been soo good
the femme for femme struggle of wanting to steal each other's hoodies but between the two of us we have a singular one we actually own (and i came by it through no choice of my own)
If I had a girlfriend yknow I’d commit crimes for her. I’d light the whole world on fire for her. Burn down empires to watch her smile at their destruction <3 and amongst the aftermath of the flames, I would build a new world order in which she was the supreme leader. I’d be her most loyal, devoted subject, warrior, and lover <3
in soft kitchen lighting making pasta or cookies, holding my hand so i don’t trip on the bus, brushing my hair out of my face, kissing crumbs off my lips, fucking me so good i feel like i’m dying, offering to carry my bag when it keeps slipping off my shoulder, biting into my neck until my eyes water and my vision goes white-
Yeah I don’t need therapy. I just need a sweet, slow, delicate makeout and cuddle sesh with a cute needy faerie girl that becomes sloppy, messy, restless, whiny, and breathy.
Desperate moans escaping from our mouths as we increasingly with feral passion explore each other’s bodies groping, teasing, kissing, licking, biting, scratching. The heat of the room escalating from the burning desires of our mingling and entangling flesh, until we are two starving rabid animals devouring each other’s bodies, reducing each other to blissful rumble.