#wooooooooooof

DO U…HAVE ANY FOR GAURD DOG KYO…

um best I can offer is he throws u around like nobodies business,,,,/j

moment u come home u are on the bed w ur legs spread!!!!!!!!

fingers the fuck outta u bc he makes fun of u for how wet u made his hand bye I hate him but then he lets u suck his cock and u pretend u cant see his eyes rolling back and his grip on your head tightening

also pretend u didn’t hear that teeeeeny whimper

u do it in every position bc he’s the best and wants to see how far u two can go !!!!!!!

his favorite is when ur on ur hands and knees and he has access to aaaaallll that skin ur showing,,,yum he gonna bite lick and suck the shit outta ur neck and back

makes u cum so much and so hard ur literally dead by your 4th orgasm n the bed is SOAKED,,,,SOAKED I TELL YOU

growls so loud and all the noises bye,,,,,,,

SNARLING commands into ur ear and u MUST FOLLOW THEM U M U S T,,,,

I’ve been spending a lot of time thinking about being seen and understood. I’ve had this complex for a while that tells me no one really knows me. I’m so different. It’s extremely othering and isolating/ed. I yearn so deeply to be known yet bristle at the process of letting someone in. I’m out of practice. I haven’t had a deep relationship, friendship or romantic, in a while. My last significant other didn’t really know me. I haven’t had a best friend nearby in years. I haven’t had one of those spill-your-soul conversations in so long. I need those. I forget that. That, to me, is how I form relationships.