If I were to date you:
you’d be hugged constantly, your ass would be in my palm all the time and i’d tell you because it’s where it belongs
i’d run my fingers along the small of your back just because, when you’re cooking, when you’re busy with chores, shit like that. i’d always be touching you in some way, gently, hard when i need to, comforting and loving, encouraging
i’d kiss you everywhere, knuckles, wrists, neck, back, cheek, nose, forehead, your pretty feet when they’re sore or your thighs when you feel like they’re less than perfect
i’d play with your hair when we’re chilling, help you with braids, taking them out, doing them
you’d get booty rubs till you fall asleep
i’d bite you just for the fun of it
i’d smack your ass and poke my tongue at you when you gimme that stank face of yours
when you try to hit me back i’d grab you and hold you in a the tightest mf hug and shower you with kisses because you can’t ever escape me
i’d make you a playlist on my phone of all the songs you like to belt out in the car, when you’re cleaning, etc.
i’d help you put lotion on, when you just can’t reach those hard to reach places
i’d go shopping with you and be your personal assistant when you need a second opinion
you could put your skin care shit on me and i’d complain and joke the whole time just to see you smile
bubble baths would be drawn for the both of us, or even just you when you need some alone time.
i’d pout and beg you to shower with me, because saving water is important and I love holding you under the water. plus how else are we supposed to fulfil the shower sex quota for the week?
i’d lay you on your lap and while we watch your favourite show and you can play with my hair
have you hauled up in my lap to watch my favourite movie, reciting all of the lines because you find it corny
i’d hold your hand when you’re scared or in pain. Period cramps, get you everything you need, even though i might not know what that is yet.
i’d tell you it’s okay even when it doesn’t feel that way, hold you close or lay beside you trying to gently rub the pain away while waiting for the pain killers to kick in or the heat pack to do its magic
make your favourite food from scratch because i know, just from the way you cook how much you love a home cooked meal
remember your favourite orders/‘usuals’
i’d know you: your body, your mind, your soul
i’d thank god and the universe everyday because i have you in my life
i’d deal with your little outbursts as irrational as they may be sometimes
probably start with sitting you down, whether that me on my lap on on the bed
then we’d try and get to the root of the problem, stress, shitty people at work, Saturn 😑, me, etc.
and i’d say sorry, for everything even if it’s not my fault. “Sorry they take you for granted, mamas. That they think they can use you as they please.” and like i said i’d be there to listen, and if you need advice, i gotchu
then i’d kiss you, soft, apologetic, progressively deeper and deeper till i get you on your back
i’d let a hand wander across your skin, soft and hot against my fingertips
i’d undress you slowly, mumbling sweet nothings as i kiss the unveiled skin of your collarbones, your chest, your stomach, your hips and i’d stop at your thighs just to take you in.
“Fuck, look at you, pretty, all mine. All this just for me.”
then proceeding to take your panties off I’d start from your feet, then move to your ankles smelling the perfume you’d sprayed there for me. Your calves, your thighs, and again i’d stop, so you can feel my breath against you. So i can watch the way your hips struggle to stay still when i’m this close to your pussy.
and when you whine for me, just that little bit I’d run my tongue flat, pausing to suck on your clit, enjoying the way your back arches off the bed and your fingers lace through my hair
i’d moan when you start rocking your hips against my face, my tongue, my lips. My hands moulded to the softness of your thighs, keeping them open when you so desperately want them closed
my tongue would dip inside you, nose brushing your clit as your taste sends sparks straight to my dick
my tongue is replaced with a ringed middle finger, one that entires you slowly but easily because your arousal has already stained the sheets underneath you
then when you’re ready i’ll add another one, the pads nudging ever so nicely at your g-spot that makes your stomach tighten, makes you bite your lip, cry my name and tell me you’re about to cum
and silently i’d encourage you, keeping a steady pace, eyes never leaving your face, so pretty when it’s twisted in pleasure
then when you do come it’s a sight i’d watch over and over again. i let your thighs wrap around my head, revelling in the way your whole body squeezes around me
my tongue would work you through it all, leisurely lapping at your sensitive clit till you whine at me to stop
and with a final kiss to your pussy i’d oblige and come up to kiss you, let you taste yourself on my lips, taste just how fucking delicious you are
then i’d ask if you feel any better. And if it’s a yes, i’d drag you to the shower or the bath (lady’s choice) and we can wash away the bullshit of the day while i hold you
while i run my thumb along your cheek and kiss your lips. have your ass in my hand and say nothing and everything all at once as i look into your eyes
and in that moment i’d tell you. “I love you, baby.”
Sorry that it’s so long but that you for coming to my Ted talk 😁🤍
this man done gave me 43 reasons as to why he’s my husband and i swear on everything i just fell in love all over again. LIKE IM GOING ABSOLUTELY FUCKING CRAZY FOR HIM AND FOR THIS LIKE HE TREATS ME SO WELL IM AXTUALLY IN TEARS SNSNDNDNDND. THIS IS EVERYTHING I WANT IN A MANNNNNNNNNNNN. EREN FUCKING YEAGER BITCH WELSKKSNSDND WEHWWWHRE WHEWWWWWWW OMG. like why would you SAY THIS TO ME ??? LIKE WHAT ARE YOU DOING
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