yours

pressing a vibrator against you. holding it still while you soak through your underwear and try to grind against my hand to get more friction. holding your hips down. "stay still for me, baby." feeling you shake against my palm. feeling how wet you are even through the fabric. pulling the vibrator away right when your breathing starts getting shakier. watching you clench desperately around nothing. watching a tear slide down. "aww." pressing the vibrator back right where it was. "not yet, baby. you'll know when."

sucking on your fingers and grinding on your bulge until my brain turns off

Jerking me off from behind in front of a mirror, make me watch myself moan and whimper like a good boy

Look at me like this while I choke you

a slow, sloppy but deliberate makeout session with him. smiling in between soft sucks, wandering hands that ache with the need to squeeze. just being lost to sensation. escalating, escalating, but never taking it further than this, if only because neither of you want to lose this moment.