𝔒𝔟𝔯𝔞𝔇𝔢𝔄𝔯𝔱𝔢

hey, can i show you something? *puts your legs over my shoulders and does magic tricks with my tongue*

i love needy femmes that whimper when you pull their hair, that blush furiously when you call them baby, and always want to be touching you, even if it’s just pinkies under the table or tugging on your wrists to get your attention. girls who melt when you kiss their shoulder in passing or grab their waist from behind. that cling to your hoodie sleeves and tuck their cold hands under your shirt just to feel your warmth even if you squeak at them not to. those who send voice notes saying they miss you even though you’ve just left. femmes who light up when you brush their hair out of their pretty eyes, and who ask ‘do you still like me?’with a precious pout, but need to hear ‘always’like it’s their reason for being

hey there, you've arrived at a Tumblr checkpoint!

soft skin and pouty lips will get me every time 🖤

i notice everything about you. the way your lips part slightly when i talk to you. the way you squeeze your thighs together when i say certain things. you probably throb just thinking about me. and i bet you’d look so pretty clenched around me.