꒰ঌ૮ ྀིAngel ྀིა໒꒱

I need someone to shove their fingers in my mouth and forcing me to suck on them while they fuck me into the bed. All while mock me from me drooling out of the corners of my mouth and call me their pathetic little angel.

Imagine trying to take flight for the first time in a while only to get tangled up in a wall of vines and struggle to get out of the situation that you clusmily landed into. Only for someone to notice and try to help by untangling the vines wrapped around your wings, but the gentle touches only causes you to squirm even more as your wings flutter and twitch. Yet, despite the desperate movements this person laughs quietly to themselves as they continue to unrwap the vines. Their touch becomes increasingly teasing as they purposefully drag their fingers against your wing to force a whimper out of your throat.

Sometimes I wish we actually had wings so I can experience wing play first hand instead of just fantasizing about it. Like imagining the feeling of a light brush of a finger teasing the edges of my feathers while they mock and coo at me for being sensitive. God thats something to die for.