Call Me "pretty Boy" And My Vision Instantly Goes Dark With Uncontrollable Lust

I must have been a damn Saint in one of my past lives to deserve him i swear to all the gods and goddesses of the world and universe combined 

I want you to mumble "goodmorning" into the side of my neck as you kiss me awake. And feel you hold onto my waist as you sit up and straddle my lap, brushing the hair out of my face as you pepper my cheeks. I want you to fall back asleep to the sound of my heartbeat in your ears as you lay your head against me

Kinda need to have sex in a hot boxed car. Like I want to be hazily touching up on someone and every breath and pant is just getting us higher. To be surrounded by the heavy smell of weed, stuck in a cramped space, groping and pleasing each other through our clothes while everything feels so good.

oh look it’s biting and sucking on each others necks o’clock

Praying for something that God wouldn't approve of

i miss him. that's it. that's the post.

*points between your legs* hey do you . d. do you need. do you need anybody to stim on that. with their mouth

when is someone going to make me straddle their thigh as they grip my hair and tug me close so they can blow smoke directly into my face. when is someone gonna make me hump their leg like a dog as they make me beg for a hit off the joint in between their fingers. when is so

hickies and bitemarks on thighs. thats it. thats the post.

i need to smoke with him again.

i wonder if i could finger fuck him while we pass a joint back and forth. i know i could.

i need to hear what sounds he'd make. would his breath catch when the cold night air brushes against his dick? how would he sound when i sink my fingers inside of him? would his draw be shaky or smooth? would he be able to stay quiet, or would i make him moan and whimper like he's in heat?

the things i'd do to be high with my fingers buried deep in him