For my Sapphic Side ❤️‍🔥

Just wanna suck a pretty girls soul through their cl!t… 😈

sweetheart what do you want? tell me baby. tell me and it’s yours.

sweet yet frustrated squeaks and whimpers timed beautifully with each upward thrust, my hips instinctively chasing their hand and the dull end of their cherished knife each time it’s pulled away. with each withdrawal that bundle of nerves teased and left alone, then pathetically overwhelmed and manipulated as the handle of the knife is driven sharply back up into me with their thumb harshly circling. I can’t- I can’t please, I can’t- into the minuscule amount of air between our bodies. their demonic smile along my neck as they pause their bruising pursuit. but you are my princess, you’re going to for me. your body is reacting so eagerly for me, your hips chasing my hand and your sweet sounds are solely for me. if you didn’t want it, if you couldn’t take it, you wouldn’t be this wet would you darling? your body knows what you need, turn that dumb little brain off and just feel. take it. take me like a good little thing. a long stripe licked from my collarbone to my ear, sharp teeth pulling another strangled moan from my lips as a surprising streak of pain to my cheek turns my face to look into your eyes. lips clashing together, thoughts fading, pressure building, you know that’s best for me. my body knows you do. you know what’s best for me. my body knows you do- and two fingers quickly pass between my thighs, coating themselves before they’re pressed to my lips. the immediate response to suck on their fingers, clean them, taste them, don’t think don’t think don’t- and there’s my good girl. there’s my pretty pliant girl. see? you take me so beautifully. you can cum for me one more time, sweet thing. driving the knife handle into me deeply, so full, hips needing to chase them, needing them, please please please, thumb circling faster in delightful pressure until -oh they were so incredibly right. my body is theirs. they know what I need and what I can take. I am theirs- toes curling and legs shaking, their movements not stilling until I go limp on the bed. knife handle slipping from me, a small whine before it’s brought up into the air for them to inspect. their pupils blown so wide in adoration at the sight before it’s brought to my lips to stop my incoherent breathy whimpers, instinctively taking a lick from it before they set it aside. their two favorite things in the world, a beautiful knife and an absolutely ruined toy for them. all for them. you did so well my love, you are so good for me princess. gentle hands cradling my body and pulling me into them. sitting in their lap with my legs wrapped around their waist, still quivering, arms loosely dangling around their neck. their hands intimately rubbing my skin, soothing bite marks and bruises and shaking muscles. their voice in my ear affirming that I am theirs. I did so well. I’m so good. soft kisses on my pliant and vulnerable body, hair slick with sweat and curling on my forehead and on the back of my neck. delightfully sore, grounding touch. I am theirs. I did so well. I am theirs. I am good. you are such a good girl, my best girl, I don’t know what I did to deserve you.