#rick c137

As a Rick thirst trap enthusiast, I HAD TO.

I'm a heavy selfship fan, like if you had a clone of yourself, would you not try?? Not even once???? That is such an easy YES for me omg LETS GOO!!

cloth mothers/wire mother

“my girl and i…” “the missus wanted to…” etc.

him being somewhat aloof to who you two are to each other when you’re both together with other company, but when he’s on his own with other people- will never refer to you as something demeaning or degrading and gets incredibly defensive when someone pokes lighthearted fun at yall’s relationship.

but in the dark of night when the both of you are undone and winding down from the labors of the day:

he coaxes up to you.

pulling on your shirt to move closer to him while watching interdimensonal cable, or playing with your hair while you talk to him about something you’re passionate about.

he even offers soft exhales and the twitch of a smirk when you purposefully burst out with corny jokes because you know it irks him

but he doesn’t say anything about it.

the man who bends the fabric of space and time to his will just because he can- sits and listens to you ramble and watches shows that you like and purposefully takes notice to your interests and hobbies

when you decline sleeping over in his room, or are busy one night where he cannot come over to your place- he becomes irritable.

he’s reliant on you in ways he refuses to acknowledge within himself.

he deep down knows that he’s already let you in.

in moments of intimacy where you’re pulling on the hair at the nape of his neck to go faster, harder, slower, right there…

moments like this where he’s buried in-between your legs and every hair on his body is on edge for the anticipation of your climax. your pleasure. your wants and needs.

he wants nothing more than to feed your every hope and desire to you.

he wants to feel the bruises form on his back from you gripping him, he wants to feel wanted. needed. he wants to feel like he’s earned you.

that he’s earned this bliss. that he’s earned the ease he feels when being in your presence. the excitement he gets from playing house with you.

the rush of adrenaline and anticipation when you open your mouth to tell him to lock the door behind him.

in these moments where your physical existence and his overlap in the most erotic way- is when he calls you pet names to your face

… honey… my sweet girl… you feel good, huh baby?