#ftm4f

I want to get high with them, like ridiculously high, until Im fidgeting besides them waiting for us to go up to their room.

When we finally do, the instant their door is shut Im all over them.

Peppering kisses all over their face, murmuring sleepy little 'I love you's in between. Before pushing them back onto the bed, one leg between theirs for them to grind on while we make out.

Want their arms around my neck, hands in my hair while Im unbuttoning their pants.

Wouldn't let them take off their underwear, make them grind on my leg with it in the way. Not allowed to take them off until theyre soaked through. Maybe Id be kind and start mouthing at them over their underwear.

Wait fuck, no, I want them sitting on my face while I pull their wet underwear to the side and get to focus on making them cum until they cant hold themself up anymore. Push them off my face and down onto the bed, slipping their soaked panties off, grinning as I press a finger into them.

Constantly wanting to suck it or jerk it. Encouraging their partners to pump so they get bigger. Asking to be fuck with it and begging to not get knocked up when you cum in her 🤤

Thinking of grinding on their thigh while theyre busy playing their game

Huffing and puffing quietly, trying not to be a distraction while trying to get myself off.

Attaching my lips to their neck and pressing kisses gently as my eyes grow hazy

Head dropping to rest on their shoulder while I ride out the high, legs too shaky to move off their lap quite yet

That oversized tshirt they wear to bed, slipping my hands under it to feel their soft skin. So nice and pliant beneath my touch.

Head nuzzled against their neck, panting and trying not to bite. Waiting for them to wake up, see how whiny and worked up for them I am.

Begging to be closer to their thighs, pouting as they tease me with making me wait for them to wake up more. I can be chivalrous and wait, but I never said Id go quietly.

Soft little groans and whines when they shift besides me, their leg brushing between my thighs putting pressure on my tdick, huffing when they turn to their phone, retaliating by mouthing at their neck - not enough to leave a mark, but enough to turn the skin a gentle rosy color, sucking at their pulse point.

When they finally give me the go ahead, I eagerly tuck myself between their spread thighs, too excited to start nibbling and sucking at the skin Im allowed to mark up to say thank you.

Like oh you mean OUR plant? The one I added a stop to send you more photos of flowers? The one got for you, learned how to properly water and repot and prune for you? The one I changed my routine over?

(I NEVER change my routine without crashing tf out but somehow for you it was easy)