melt my heart.

grah I want my partner to hold me close to their chest and make me warm and comfortable in their arms and let me fall asleep to the sound of their heartbeat

the intimacy of sleeping together, but not in a sexual way. the intimacy of feeling the warmth of their body in a cool room. their hands hugging you tightly. the intimacy of synchronized breathing. sleepy half-kisses. feeling safe. feeling warm. waking up and realizing how much you love them. how precious this is. finding the happiness on the tip of your fingers, brushing their hair. closing your eyes again. pulling closer. falling asleep.

Pspspspsps calling you into bed for early morning cuddles and melting into each other

having a pretty boy laying his head on my thighs and sleepily rambling about his day while ‘m playing with his hair and leaning down to occasionally kiss his pretty face would fix me :c

no offense but i’m soOoOoOo in the mood for a girl to sit on my lap, wrap her legs around me and just kiss me senseless

hey babe, can you come over and undress for me and lay in bed with me all day and kiss me for hours?

men who affectionately play with your hair when you’re not looking…. twirling a curl gently around his finger or absentmindedly stroking a stray strand back and forth on his palm 🥹

sleepily kissing someone who cares for and adores you so much, who giggles when you mumble about how sleepy you are and how they smell so good and feel so warm, and soft, and should never leave, may just fix me methinks

c’mere and let me kiss your forehead and hold you all day

waking you up in the middle of the night for a kiss

sitting on the kitchen island while he talks to you from between your legs, his hands stroking from your calves to your hips, you’re wearing his shirt, his lips constantly inches from yours, just a breath apart

I want to melt into someone's arms and feel safe.

The romanticism of undressing someone and seeing their curves and edges and birthmarks and scars and moles and freckles and kissing every single one of them like you’re thanking their body for existing, for choosing to be seen by you.