❤︎ 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐚 𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐬𝐨 𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐧 𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 — 𝐢 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐛𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧

1095 days with you, my General, my husband, my lion, my Jing Yuan. clever and kind, my sleepy tender hearted man of war and loss. i knew it was you, even when i fight my own heart there was never any doubt. you make me crazy, tease me endlessly, hold me through all of my tears and frustrations, and kiss me until i laugh. i sleep in your warmth like a ray of sun, thank you for being patient with me

He is tired.🤕

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like imagine you come home from uni one summer and drop by sakanoshita market one morning after a run only to find that your dad’s best friend still runs it. you’re in a sports bra and shorts and you want to laugh at the way keishin decidedly looks away when you press the cold bottle of water he gave you right against your sweat-slick chest.

it becomes a thing—stopping by the store. usually late at night. you steal cigarettes out of keishin’s pocket, and he chides you with no real heat behind it. he plucks them from between your lips to take a drag before putting them right back and you think about indirect kisses and his callused hands.

you drink beers and get a little drunk and complain about the weather and your shitty boyfriend who thinks it’s your fault that you always take so long to cum.

keishin barks out a laugh and drags a hand through his hair as he shakes his head and you inhale as you clench your thighs together.

“it’s definitely not you, sweetheart.”

his words play over and over in your head as you plunge your fingers below the waistband of your shorts as soon as you get home.

you lay it on thick until he gives in one night, until you feel the cool wood of the office desk beneath your ass as he spreads your legs and sinks two fingers inside of you. keishin strokes your tight channel and massages your swollen clit and you cum so hard and fast you nearly cry.

he tells you how good you did for him as he kisses your cheek. tells you to go home and touch yourself like that and get a new boyfriend while you’re at it. your lips try to find his mouth, and he shakes his head with a smile.

“someone your age.”

keishin’s resolve not to be any more of a scumbag lasts all of three days before you’ve got your fingers buried in his hair while he tongue fucks you into a whimpering mess.

“we can’t keep doing this.”

till you’re bouncing on his cock in the back seat of his car.

If you wanted to embrace the moon tonight, I'd find a way to bring it to your doorstep.