dont. look at me

I could be hornier (threat)

happy fingers in his ribs sunday to those who celebrate

sorry i came back wrong do you still wanna hit it

being groped through clothes is hotter than having bare skin touched there i said it

you’re jerking off and suddenly my leitmotif starts playing

I admit I have enjoyed looking at boobies once or twice

Stop moaning and arching your back - this is an autopsy!

knights should let me touch their swords because I'm curious about the craftsmanship, and definitely not so I can flirt using thinly veiled sheath-themed euphemisms

stuck in a creative rut when i wish i was creatively rutting!! or something. whatever. puts my hands in my pockets and walks away slumped

the gap in my resume is when I was imagining two repressed homos go at it raw. in my brain

Thinking about being pinned to the bed while they fuck me nice and slow, making me feel every inch each time they thrust into me, telling me how good I feel wrapped around them, how pretty I look falling apart on their cock

Making out with someone and hearing them whine and whimper into your mouth is so so hot but so is whining/whimpering into someone’s mouth and feeling their lips curl into a smile as they chuckle at you between kisses, only encouraged to do more at your sounds.

we need to shove our fingers down mens throats to shut them up more