There's just something so !!!!! about admitting some embarrassing sexual fantasy to someone and then suddenly being way over your head when they get excited. I wanna shyly tell a friend that I've always thought girls look good sucking a dick and maybe I wanna look cute like that one day. Then suddenly not 5 minutes later she has my hands tied behind my back and my legs to the chair while she shows me her dildo collection and decides which one I should suck on first for her
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Fuck what is it about her playing with my mouth that turns me into a leaking mess?
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Simon has always been confused on why you gift him toys. Sure, most of the gifts you gave him were some of the things he liked. Bourbon, masks, gloves, make up for him to smudge his eyes with, some daggers and knives. Things that we're useful for him, just him. But later, you gifted him a toy airplane. He makes a comment about it, saying he is not a child anymore and you were better off giving it to Johnny instead.
"No, this is specifically for you, take it."
When he gets to him room, he walks toward his trash can, opening it with the tip of his boot. He gives one more look at the toy, his mood souring before throwing it into the trash. He goes on about his day, training, signing paper work, drills. Doing anything to ignore the pain stinging memories that the toy brought back. Emotions that were buried thousands of feet deep it could reach hell itself. Later, he lies awake in bed, staring at the ceiling, avoiding looking at the cylinder shape that's calling for him in his peripheral.
Fuck.
He pulls the covers off vigorously and stomps over to the trash can. He is standing over it like he's trying to intimidate it, as if it was an enemy he's trying to get rid of in battle. To anyone else, the scene would look comical.
He sighs to himself and reaches down to take out the toy he so cruelly threw away. He sets it on his desk and quickly walks toward his bed, facing away from his desk.
The next day, he wakes up feeling different. He swears he sees his room more vibrant, more lively. That energy follows him through out the day, having his other teammates notice his rather bright mood.
You catch him in the hallway. Pulling him aside to ask him about the paper work you left at his desk this morning. Of course, he notices the way you smile brightly, more so than usual. But he notices that you're not looking at him. More like looking at something next to him.
"What's got you so cheery?"
You turn to look up at him, feeling a bit embarrassed.
"I just..." You take a quick glance at the spot next to him, before bringing your eyes back upon his.
"I just hope you liked your gift." The same bright smile appearing on your face.
He stares at you, examining your words. Your expression.
You think you see his eyes crinkle a bit.
"Yea,"
"I liked it."
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When she looks at me like this I melt! Last time I got this look I was tied down to the bed with my body spread out infront of her and the magic wand in her hand 😵💫
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thinking of giving her a room in the basement and it just being the coziest cutest place. all these nice thick blankets and lights, a room i keep clean just for her, a mini-fridge stocked with drinks, a wardrobe full of cute outfits i picked for her, nice stairs that don't creak when i come down them, a tv so i can set her on my lap and watch her fav shows on it, pillows that muffle her screams when i rape her senseless, soak up her tears when i cum inside her and a tiny table for her convenience . ahhh so cute
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