Mel :3

there's just something so beautiful about having a huge, muscular, strong man absolutely whimpering from your touch, and your touch alone. to see his cheeks warm as he clamps his teeth down on his bottom lip to try and stop from rutting into your hand desperately. the way he tries to keep some sort of composure, or even just a sliver of his dignity, as you painfully tease him. your hand moving along his length ever so slowly, finger pads barely grazing the tip. you can't help but giggle as an array of curses and frustrated sighs fall from his lips, followed by a mixture of moans and barely-holding-on gasps. you watch the way his torso tenses and spasms as he tries to control himself but you're teasing so bad now that he begins to ache. he's growing weaker by the second and you're loving every second of it. he knows it too. he can see the glimmer in your eyes as he watches you tease him, pushing him further and further to the edge. by this point he's going to cum practically hands free , but he'd do anything to make you happy, even if that means letting you use him like a toy.

But he’s my man

We’re hand in hand

To hell and back