Kipling (Dealer's Spouse)

i hate religion but i’d worship you like a god

In my humble opinion I don’t think there’s such a thing as ‘too clingy’. I also feel like tumblr is a very odd social media pocket where there’s far less significance in aspects such as likes, followers, and interactions in general

I don’t think many on tumblr have the reality of a constantly overflowing inbox. I personally don’t mind it, it makes the ones I do receive just that extra bit of special, lets me give them my full attention

In the case of you dearest angel, I find you an absolute delight. I’ll have to come rectify the space in your inbox, lavish you with some much deserved attention

Wanting to spam message someone cus they mean so much to you vs not wanting to come across as clingy and weird

A Mystic Flour Cookie Themed Ask Game

.✦ ݁˖ REALM OF APATHY - Do you have a general motto, aesthetic, or philosophy you center your life or your blog around? If so, what is it, and why did you choose it?

.✦ ݁˖ IVORY PAGODA - What is your safe place or comfort area? If you do not have one, what would your ideal one look / feel like?

.✦ ݁˖ CLOUD HAETAE - Are you currently devoted to or obsessed with anyone, whether that be romantically or platonically?

.✦ ݁˖ VIRTUE OF VOLITION - Is there anything from your past that haunts you, or that you muse over often?

.✦ ݁˖ SHARP RESOLUTION - Have you had any rough encounters or otherwise unpleasant friendship-dramas you gossip about?

.✦ ݁˖ PEACH BAO - What gives you hope to keep going--or, what is something you are excited about in the foreseeable future?

.✦ ݁˖ MORNING DEW - How do you cope in your everyday life? This can be healthy or unhealthy, we don't judge--whatever you are willing to share.

⸙ RETURN TO FLOUR - I would return you to the ashes from whence you came to relieve you of all burdens and wants, but you're not nerdy enough to understand.

⸙ GUANYIN - I know much about you, perhaps more than you may think.

⸙ LIGHT OF NOTHINGNESS - Out of the many voices you hear every day, I hope mine is clearest to you.

⸙ FUTILITY - In a world where nothing matters, you are still dear to me.

⸙ MOMENT OF AWAKENING - I am in awe of you, my muse.

Feel free to explore this, I already got my bf's consent to openly flirt with yo//

I’m flattered to have captured the attention of an angel such as yourself, and even more so that your boyfriend considers me worthy of such attention.

You want my worship darling? I can offer it in many a way.

Do you want me on my knees? Pressing my lips to your palms and whispering prayers under my breath as I peel away each layer. Reverent kisses up your thighs, relishing in each sound you utter like it’s gospel.

Is that what you hunger for, angel? Stripped bare of material things, the warmth of bodies pressed against one another..

My face flushes, attempting to shield my embarrassment and fluster-ness. I feel as if my whole body is covered in a tingly sensation and slightly sweaty. I want to get rid of these layers, but feel too shy to reveal my skin so soon. I feel like some desperate maiden and not the angel I am right now.

Oh but calming you down is the last thing on my mind, I’m so curious if your wings puff up when you’re flustered..

I shift my dress slightly, so that one side is bunched in my right hand and show you a bit of my thigh.

I shift my legs more apart, them shaking a bit due to nervousness and the fact that no one has ever been willing enough to be on their knees for me.

It’s an addictive feeling, I assure you angel. An honour to give you even a glimpse of heaven

You’re so lovely, especially when you let me settle between your legs.

I silently move my dress to the side, showing off my inner thigh which is covered in stretch marks and are very pale. I bite back a whimper, flushing so easily.

Pulling back just far enough to look up at you, hands braced on your knees, keeping your legs spread for me. You’re just such a pretty sight, I can’t help but admire my angel.

"Apologies prince, that was unexpected of me, but my does it feel good... very good."

*i come up from behind, my hands gently brushing your wings and wrapping my arms around your waist*

“Do continue, dear Prince, I love to watch my Angel be pleased~”

Perhaps the angel simply likes feeling something real and tangible, my hair between your fingers, holding me close.

Your hound is right, an angel is very deserving of this kind of attention. I’m happy to continue, the light press of my lips between your parted thighs, looking up at you, relishing in the way you tilt your head back with pleasure against his chest.

I squeeze my knight's hand, needing his reassurance that he's still here even when my mind goes off on it's own. I resume my hand's placement on your head, this time not as rough as before, but gently.

I put my head in the crook of your neck, my nose rubbing against your neck and dark eyes gazing down at the sunny prince.

I raise my shaking legs slightly, trying to part them without falling from excitement and the nervous thumping of my heart, which they could probably hear by now. I let out shaky breaths and tiny moans, embaressed at how quickly I'm turned on by this, much less being shared.

Peeling away the lovely lace, tugging it down your thighs and off your ankle, my lips following its path. What a pretty sight

Feeling the weight of my hands around you, thighs tugged over my shoulders, keeping you so close. Can you feel each breath of mine? Can you feel the way my fingers dig into the warmth of your skin in hungry anticipation?

Feel your hips twitch and buck as my tongue flits out to steal a taste. Oh getting you to melt in my mouth.. what a delicious treat angel

~☆~"...you...are good with your hands dearest..."

Can’t help but see what other sounds I can squeeze out from you. A curious tongue between your thighs, testing leisurely swipes and swift flickers to see which one makes an angel sing

I almost groan and bite down on my knight's lip, but I force myself to part from his and choke out a moan/whimper combo. He feels-no, they feel so good between me. Makes me want to keep them forever by my side...

"...you...tease...you should be...grateful that you're...mmf...down there..."

I look down at him and just barely avoid crying from the pleasure and feeling I'm experiencing, a gentle whisper feels agonizing from lack of touch for centuries.

My fingers brushing up your inner thighs and pressing between, thumb rubbing circles. Each movement is careful, languid strokes, watching every twitch and tremble that shivers down your body

The closest thing to thanking the prince and my knight is high pitched whimpers (the good ones) and load moans...I should be embarrassed about being caught but I'm not anymore. After all, I'm the angel here not them.

It’s always so wonderful when someone loses their inhibitions, and that telltale squeeze of thighs around my head is enough to make my head dizzy, no thoughts beyond pushing you over that edge.

I can't even form words, let alone have any strength to form them. I can only let my legs rest and dangle off the prince, feeling utterly drained and tired...but I think he understands what I mean by now.