#craving intimacy

[theeroticlover]

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[howlingtothevoid]

Tired of being used? Me too, pass the bottle

[theb0nesofmymind]

In the mood for the kinda sex where we end up giggling at each other for being needy n dumb

[exclusivelyhomosexual]

Disorganized (aka fearful-avoidant) attachment style is overanalyzing/overcorrecting when you think your partner might be pulling away from you, but then pulling away from them when they draw close to you.

It is both craving AND fearing intimacy so deeply that you grip people tight in your hands lest they leave you, but keep them at an arms length lest they love you.

[sweetgirlofyourdreams]

Thinking about intimacy... Again!

[eyeballsdeep]

i hate days where i feel like i connected with no one

[modern-wilde]

our generation has made sex casual and intimacy a luxury.

[theeroticlover]

[scorpionature]

Craving intimacy and I hate it. Physical touch is not enough, but intimacy big time! If I want you I will take you anytime...maybe I just want that energy back 🥺😕😮‍💨

[affectioncore]

I long for your touch, your skin, your being

[manincaffeine]

Normalise boys needing to be cuddled, held and have their hair played with pls

[psykopaths]

À Nos Amours, (1983)

[wildflower-007]

Crave 🌹❤️

[canisalbus]

Does Machete enjoy the feeling of sleeping on Vasco's chest (like he's doing in that nosebleed in bed one) or does he prefer a pillow

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[katanaski]

'Smile for me baby' as he hovers above you with a polaroid camera in his hands and his softening cock still inside you.

[s0fter-sin]

vampire bats share mouthfuls of blood to other bats they’re close to if they weren’t able to feed and now i need old vampire!ghost sharing a bloody kiss with fledgling!soap, giving him mouthfuls of blood bc his fresh fangs are too sensitive to bite with

it’s been so long since he was turned that ghost’s forgotten the deep ache that comes with growing fangs and he almost worries when johnny goes to bite into the meal he’s brought him only to whimper and pull back; only the slightest pinpricks of a bite left in the man’s neck, barely enough to bring blood to the surface

it’s only when johnny whines and massages at his gums that ghost realises his oversight; crooning at his sweet mate in reassurance. he’s not upset that he couldn’t feed, at the unintentional rejection of his offering. he’ll make the pain stop

ghost pulls the man to his mouth and sinks in his fangs, sucking in a heavy mouthful and drops the now paralysed prey back to his feet; his throat steadily gushing with blood and spilling over his body

he cups johnny’s face, looking into his eyes, teary with pain and hunger, and purses his lips to carefully drip the blood into his mouth. the pain immediately vanishes from his eyes, replaced with pure bliss as he opens his mouth wide; curling his tongue to catch every drop. ghost presses his mouth to his in a hungry, blood-filled kiss; tongues twining together as they share the taste

johnny sucks the last of it from his lips and ghost guides him down to lap at the prey’s neck; licking up the blood he was too weak to draw himself. he’s ravenous with it, his whole face covered in red as he licks up the spill and suckles at ghost’s bite

ghost’s filled with an overwhelming pride at having provided for his mate in an even deeper way than just hunting for him. he spilled the blood johnny’s drinking; fed him in the most intimate way their kind knows and he’ll do it a hundred times over for his love