#juni chats

when his shoulders are broad enough that when he hooks your legs over them you instantly feel the stretch in your thighs

when they lace their fingers with yours on an afternoon walk but all you can think about is how they did the same thing to pin you in place as they fucked you last night

hot spring visit with a man who stammers and can barely look at you glistening in the water vs with a man who is composed and meets your eyes but his hands are curled so tightly on the edge that the stone might crack

every time i see a post about x reader always being badly written and only being for teens i'm like...they don't know about my mutuals...they don't know...

nothing hits like making a patient man break

grinding on his thigh with your fingers sinking into his bicep to try and stay balanced only to collapse against him as he gives you an almost mean little bounce that makes pleasure arc through you like lightning

post-nap sex in a pool of sunshine and rumpled sheets, the spring breeze floating in from the open windows and his hand over your mouth as he teases you about how you're loud enough to be heard on the street

you get up one (1) time on a morning you can't sleep to apply kita's sunscreen for him before he goes to the fields and from then on he always sits by the bed an extra minute or two longer to see if you're awake enough to do it again