The Mood Collector

him kissing the nape of your neck in prone bone

him wearing the pajama pants as you wear the pajama shirt and sit on the kitchen countertop, legs spread open so he can eat you out

his hand in your hair, curling into a fist so he can pull your head back and kiss down your throat

stretching you out and talking you through it until your brain gets fuzzy and all you can do is pathetically whine for me to fill you up

okay but ! making out super softly and it gradually gets rougher and desperate and hhhhhh yes please   

looking at you like 🥺 to let you know i want you to breed me

today’s craving? missionary but instead, im obsessively cupping her face and pulling her closer w every stroke and ending w forced breeding