#pennywiselove

I just can’t stop thinking about him sneaking into your room at night and watching you sleep, like the whole time you’re just lying there unconcious and he’s ogling you like a dog that want’s a treat, he’d want nothing more than to crawl on top of you and devour you but at the same time he wants to savour your presence of being blissfully unaware, like a game of cat and mouse. 

He’d think what a precious, innocent little creature you are, he’s obsessed with you. You’re like his little porcelin doll. 

He’d touch your face, hair and smell you (specifically your neck) picking up on your pulse and feeling the blood rush through your veins. Maybe if he was feeling it he’d lick you a little and maliciously grin when you whimper a little and move in your sleep.