L.

the idea of prince baelor targaryen quietly taking off his own cloak and putting it around your shoulders before anyone notices you’re cold… and then acting like it wasn’t even worth mentioning… yeah, that’s exactly the kind of man i imagine him to be.

I wanna be fucked by Toji. I wanna be fucked so throughly that my thighs still shake after he’s done with me. I wanna be fucked so hard I ache and still feel him the next morning. I wanna be cleaned up with his tongue and forced to cum all over again even when I beg him to stop. I wanna be manhandled and thrown around like I'm nothing but a toy for him but still lovingly praised through all of it. I wanna have bruises and bites all over my body. I wanna be fucked by Toji.

Toji teasingly lays his cock on your stomach just because he loves to see how flustered and worked up you get. “T-Toji„ you started staring at him with wide eyes, horror written all over your pretty face. “What is it, doll?„ he cut you off knowing exactly what you mean. “I-it’s too b-big„ “aww is it now? Come on baby where’s that attitude you had a minute ago, hm?„ he complained. “I’m sorry I didn’t mean-„ he cut you off again spanking your ass “I don’t want to hear another word out of your pretty mouth, understand?„ he purred in your ear. “But To-„ slap “what did I say,hm?„ he spat. “I-I’m sorry„ you cried out. He smirked down looking deep into your eyes tracing from your jaw down to your neck, chocking so lightly,because he doesn’t want to hurt his pretty little girl. You closed your eyes and leaned into his touch, welcoming the warmth that radiates off of his hands. He leaned down kissing your ear and threatened “oh darling, you will be sorry„