𝐨𝐡! 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐲!

you don’t realize how important lunch is until you’re wandering around thinking about how unloveable and untalented and uniquely cursed you are and then it’s 4pm and you finally eat lunch and you go Oh. oh right.

him cumming too soon the first time you give him a handjob after being married because he looks at the big shiny ring on your finger and remembers you’re his wife

Getting a tender good night kiss on your forehead and a whispered 'thank you' after he's bent you in half, bred, and overstimulated you

the intimacy of making love side to side.. his low grunts of pleasure right against your ear, one big hand laying over your tummy and the other squeezing your hip.. the back of your thighs rubbing against the front of his — maybe he’s got one of your legs trapped between his so you’re nice and close to him and most certainly not going anywhere anytime soon

him getting dressed after sex, grin big as he puts on his shirt and watches you lay on his bed, surrounded by him. “you know,” he says, pulls his jeans up and begins to buckle his belt. “you could stay there, forever, and i’d be the happiest man alive.”

@deltamel

he thinks you’re sooooo cute when you ride him and your legs start to shake and your breath comes out in quick puffs because you’re trying so hard to bounce on his cock and please him

when he’s sitting there with his thick thighs spread, shamelessly rubbing and pulling at the bulge in his pants as you step closer, like he needs you to see just how crazy you make him without even touching him

What I am about to say is the hardest thing I have ever written. Five days ago, three missiles struck the place where we sheltered. Screams and dust filled everything; I awoke injured in a hospital.

When I regained consciousness, the first thing I did was search for my two children. My heart raced with terror as I called their names, fearing I might never hear their voices answer me again.

ok hear me out: mcwexler but jimmy is just a butch lesbian and kim is the dom femme