magpie

but I want my mouth on him and he smells like skin and salt nd his mouth is slick hot, wet.

maybe sometimes I tease him. settle in his lap, kissing the hollow of his throat, his jaw. he lets me be petulant, needy, bossy in a debate about something arbitrary. I want him weak to me, in an equalising sense. I want him wanting. I want to know all the fucked up things he wants to do to me and how I can make them happen, how I can encourage him.

he was cuddly, and hairy and dense and so gentle with his roughness. I kinda felt like he was going easy on me, treating me like a virgin while looking so hungry. every once and a while I would do something and his face would sharpen to a point, grip on me harsher, like he was trying to swallow back an impulse.

this Halloween?? a nightmare. I'm the embodiment of "omg you ppl can't do anything", I bought 6+ unrelated costume parts . I don't know what the fuck I'm doing.

I want to get really detail oriented on it, pick and choose pieces and pictures and fuss over the different shades of black. sending photos of varying decency, and if he's with me, ask him to check the fit. want him to handle me like a doll, his favourite doll.