I Can See It On Your Face. The Way Your Eyebrows Furrow But Your Eyes Aren’t Glistening With Lust Or

i wanna have lose track of time, multiple rounds, cute convos and giggles in between during water breaks, messy hair and rumpled sheets, hickeys all over when we finish type of sex

do something for me, princess?

hands on the wall. good girl. now leave them there until i'm done eating you out. better not take them off the wall too soon or i'll have to punish you. you can behave for me, right? ‹𝟹

MEN AND MINORS DNI.

she’s a 10… but she just needs you to be patient with her because she's never been loved properly.

getting pounded into the mattress until i’m crying then being babied after would cure me i think

Just want to be hugged but also fucked til tears are streaking down my face while getting whispered sweet nothings.

Is it too much to ask for?

Non-sexual dominance is so cute-

"Come here, baby"

"Let me help you"

"Be careful"

"Come lay here, Princess"

"Sit on my lap, kitten"

"Come cuddle"

"Hold my hand while we're out"

Oh, angel.

Your mind has been a mess, and you've approached your breaking point. The tears have come, your legs feel like jelly, and the tens of thousands of bad thoughts won't stop running around in that overwhelmed head of yours. Your aching chest feels heavy, and you can't seem to even catch your own breath.

You poor, sweet thing.

But suddenly, there she is.

Your saviour. Your guiding light in moments of need. Your protector. Your domme.

She'll take your face into her hands, and her thumb will brush those tears away, with a touch feather-light. She'll kiss your head, she'll pull your front against her with your body in her lap, and she'll soothe you more than anything else ever could. Her coo's will calm your busy thoughts and her kisses will slow your racing heart. Oh love, where are your worries now, hm? You're perfect like this.

"It's alright, darling. I've got you. Just fall into me."

And fall you do. With your tears now dried and your face nuzzled into her neck, she'll do all the thinking for you, and you love things this way. So, you'll nuzzle deeper into her when her fingers find their way between your thighs, and follow her words. "Just breathe, my sweet love. Just breathe for me."

Let her thrusts shut your mind down even more. Let her lift your heavy head up and allow her to shut away your anxious words by letting her tongue fill your mouth instead. Let her unravel you, let her break you apart bit by bit, and know that she's enjoying it. You needed her, and here she is.

So you'll thank her. Again and again, you'll thank her. And when it's done, when she's pulled you apart and stitched you back together with her praises and a warm bath, know that she's waiting for you to need her all over again.

"Nobody else will ever get to see you like this, and nobody else will ever get to break you apart. You're mine to ruin, and mine to put back together."

"Always."