I wanna struggle to look up at someone. Sitting on my waist or chest, just calmly saying the dirtiest thing to me as my brain struggles to keep going. Cupping my face, teasing my neck or nipples where I'm oh so sensitive, while every thought of mine slowly fades away.
It's hard to keep my eyes open, and especially hard to look up at the glowing deity that now holds my entire attention within their hands. May I pray to you? May I devote my life to you and the gifts you bring?














