I want to wrap my fist around your hair and shove my cock down your throat, until you're spilling tears down your cheeks, gagging. God, I love your hair. Sometimes I think about just brushing it, seeing it flat on my pillow, catching the moonlight.
I've wanted you for so long, it seems criminal to rush any part of being with you. I'm not a good man, but I want to be good for you. With you. I want to make sure you like everything I want to do to you. I want you to trust me.
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Don't tell me that unless you want to be on my mind all night.
( he says, like that wasn't already a guarantee. )
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How badly I wanted you to kiss me then. How badly I want you to now.
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cw: nsfw hahaha
God, I love your hair. Sometimes I think about just brushing it, seeing it flat on my pillow, catching the moonlight.
cw for ash
not that this is talking, but it still counts. and she needs him to know that she welcomes it. ]
When you touched my hair, in the chapel?
I wanted you to grab a fistful of it, use it to yank my head back so you could put your lips to my throat.
😔
( so, why didn't he? well. )
I've wanted you for so long, it seems criminal to rush any part of being with you.
I'm not a good man, but I want to be good for you. With you. I want to make sure you like everything I want to do to you. I want you to trust me.
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I’ve trusted you ever since I was in a room alone with you. And you could have done anything you wanted to me then.
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I won’t run. No matter what you’re thinking about.