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hey man i think i’ll love you forever

cee, he literally will lean back, let it rest on his fuzzy tummy, lick two fingers and go to town on that little spot. it's been frankly abused after he found out about it. and he gets all like, loose and weird and twitchy about it even alone, cause he knows what it looks like! but pleasure outweighs every time he tries to stop.

it looks aggressive sometimes, kinda like he's putting too much pressure, but he's moaning every breath and leaking and can't keep still, flushed red from nose to chest.

if you're there, he doesn't start like that, but he does end that way. you just watch and are entirely surprised because, woah? that does that?

can't tell him to rub one out. he will take it seriously and go dumb rubbing his clit. sorry, dick...

hehehehe yes tojbri is right!!!!

auroras ノ what's a side of your f/o that only you get to see & vice versa?

with touya i get to see his really vulnerable, soft side. uninhibited smiles and sweet words. he's usually like this late at night or early mornings, and i think he'd kill me if i told people about how cute he is when he's just being a giggly lil guy.

almost completely opposite of that, the side of me that only he gets to see is my really whiny, complaining, and a bit immature side. not towards him, just towards life in general. just being an absolute menace about anything and everything. stomping my feet with a little "i don't wanna do that!" and he's always amazed at how quickly i can flip the switch the second someone else is around.

saturn ノ what does your shared home look like? any specific details that are key features of your place together?

oh boy. well. when we lived together it would depend. when he was up on the money things were lavish. anything my little heart desired for decoration he would get for me. beautiful bookshelves filled with all my favorites, big comfy chairs and sofas that i'd blindly pick out of an architectural digest magazine. it was a dream.

but, what goes up must come down, so when toji was down on the money and owed people for his fuck ass gambling habit, we'd have to sell almost everything and live bare bones for a while. we'd keep one sofa, the kitchen table, a few dishes. it would piss me off sooo bad. one thing that was always a staple, simple as it is, was a framed photo of us from our vegas wedding. that was the one thing that never ever changed no matter what. (i still have it tucked away in a drawer but don't tell him that i don't want to give him any big ideas)

MUAH MUAH I LOVE YOU THANKS FOR STOPPING BY !!!!!