#back arching

thinking about men who never allowed themselves to be gentle. who only ever knew distress, violence and horrors, but never let it changed who he was deep down—good, kind, fair. thinking about how he lays beside you, too scared to even touch you; afraid that he might break something so precious. so you have to help him. you take his roughened palm, guiding his calloused fingers to where you need him the most. where you're the most softest and vulnerable, right in between your thighs. men who bury their face in your neck, releasing a shaky moan because finally—finally—he knows what gentleness feels like to touch. how sweet tenderness tastes when he slips those same fingers soaked with softness in between your lips and then kisses you passionately <3

LEON AND ASHLEY IN A SUIT TIKTOK ON MY FYP MMM I NEVER BOOKMARKED SO FAST

when nice boys get mean <33333333

This bread making my toes curl