Currently So Horny I'm Not Even Sure If I Want To Fuck A Pretty Boy Until He's Just A Moaning Mess, Until

thinking about him still sleepy, half awake just mumbling that he needs to taste me as he makes his way down between my thighs, with soft deep breaths he lays his head on my inner thigh, tasting and licking slow but hungry

I want to make myself pathetic for my dom. I want to grovel like a good boy for their touch. I want to beg them and be at their mercy. I cum for their pleasure, I'm denied for their pleasure, I'm edged for their pleasure. I want to be their toy, their plaything, their perfect submissive. I want to praise them with breathless moans, with fluttering eyelids, with heady, ecstatic pleasure that is their gift to me, "thank you, thank you, thank you."

T4T romance is fucking wild because in one moment you'll go from infodumping at each other about your mutual obsession to making out super sloppy and getting railed silly, then sweet and soft cuddling and helping each other with your traumas from past partners/family, then even more, even gayer (somehow) sex, this time with bonus petplay roped in

The urge to make him painfully hard when we're out in public.

To rub his inner thighs near his crotch while we're sitting next to each other, brush against his nipples by accident, whisper the most disgusting things into his ear, to kiss his pretty neck a second too long. To see him crumble, see his pupils dilate, his pants getting too tight.

To make him a dumb and blushy mess for me until he's not even able to talk, just waiting patiently like a good boy until I finally take him home.

i hope i’m not just a mutual to you but someone you would wrap your legs around and beg not to pull out

ur dick looks even prettier drenched in my spit

kneeling at a lover’s feet not only as a trained, obedient mutt but also as in : i will do anything and everything you ever ask of me, simply because it is you asking, because i belong to you, to your whims and desires; i can be good, i can be loyal, i will be whatever you want me to be—just ask. please ask.

Thinking about holding an inexperienced puppy’s hips and guiding them to grind against my thigh. Listening to their sweet sighs as we find a rhythm together. Feeling them begin to take over, chasing their own pleasure just like I taught them

need someone to slowly fuck my ass with long strokes while i tremble and whine pathetically and drool all over the pillow

thinking about somno so much that I've pavloved myself into getting hard whenever I'm sleepy