Shy_Goth

Ignore how I look away when you hold my face like you’re studying me and hum like you’re keeping track of what makes me feel what…

What do you mean you want to prep me before you make my brain melt? Then I have to sit still and be patient and feel your slow, soft, gentle fingers until you make me make those humiliating little noises.

You want to make me cum first? Nooo then you’ll see me fall apart under you and see how good you make me feel.

Checking in on me when I cry? Noo now I have to explain to you that it’s cause it feels really really good and then you’ll do that knowing smirk you always do—

“You’re okay, love”

“Shh~ you can take it, we’ll take it slow”

“Aww pretty boy, shaking so sweetly”

“I know, I know, just hold onto me”

“Ah ah, no rushing, wouldn’t wanna hurt my love”