#dedgrl

bite ur tits, kiss ur puss, fuck ur ass (romantically)

catching you playing with toys always drives me feral with desire and jealousy. it should be me and only me making you moan like that. your ass is up towards the door so you don't notice when i walk in and watch you for a few moments. i silently unbuckle just enough to grip your waist and pull you down, sliding my c*ck in where your lush is already snuggled tight. i can feel your body resist as i stretch you but your moans deepen and youre resting your weight into the mattress. you're loving all of it. being stretched beyond your limits, vibrator pulsing in your abdomen, fingertip bruises building on your thighs, being taken by force, the way i spank you for real and not for play. the more you love it, the rougher i get. once your ass is a beautiful shade of red and purple, i tug your hair back and start on your t*ts. pinching and slapping until they're as colorful as your marvelous ass. you're practically drooling on yourself as you pant and whine and it makes me smile to hear that whine become a muffled scream when i slide multiple fingers in your asshole. the pillow your biting does little to hide the way your knees are shaking or the way you start to bounce back on me with growing need. i choke and finger your throat and demand for you to tell me how much you like it; when you can't catch your breath to reply, i punch under the corner of your eye and remind you "not to lie to me, whore". the sounds you're making arent even close to words but they're acceptable assurance that what little brain you had is gone. someone must have hung around in your group chat, someone must have stayed to watch, cause when i start to pant and lose what little focus and rhythm i had, biting into your shoulder for leverage, someone sets off your lush at full blast and i swear we both leave our bodies for a time; becoming only the blood thirsty deviants we really are.

how do i bind my soul to another soul so we share blood and flesh and fate for eternity? asking for a friend

im at the kitchen table drinking my morning coffee when you walk in, acting rushed. we have our usual banter and then i tell you to "come here." you roll your eyes and walk closer to me but stop. i motion to my lap "come fucking here." you say you're late, you don't have time for these games as i pull your legs around my waist. "i don't give a fuck about any of that. open your mouth." you instinctually comply and it's not long before you're moaning quietly as we kiss. i grip your chin, sucking on your tongue and lips, "there's my pet. see? you wanted to makeout all along. pervert." you blush slightly but continue to kiss me back breathlessly. "i want nasty pics while you're at work. i want to see your asshole spread and i want videos of you abusing your nipples." you whimper but continue to focus on my tongue swirling around yours, whispering just loud enough for me to hear you, "yes, daddy."