see, the problem is i loveeee being grabbed and groped and handled a lil rough but i also love the shy polite subby butches….
so maybe that’s why i have this fantasy of getting a sweet gentlemanly butch drunk, while i flirt and tease them mercilessly, until their face is so hot and they’re stumbling over their words and forgetting to avert their gaze from my body. before they know it i’ve planted myself in their lap, murmuring encouragement in their ear and putting their hands on me and rewarding them with lil mewls and moans until they finally throw caution and politeness out the window and fondle me so very disrespectfully. the way they’ve only dreamed about doing while sober, but now i’ve gotten them too worked up and too tipsy, the usual guardrails are gone. i savor their tight grip on me, their fingers sinking deep in my soft bits, i tell them to take what they want like the big strong butch they are, ‘cause they’re making me feel so good, and i think it’d probably be game over from there
that August 20th is
THE GREATEST HOLIDAY
of the whole freakin’ year ...
PARAPINES DAY!
Join in the jubilee! Reminisce about the OTP
Cookies will be provided (because it is the internet)
and so will the cutest, awkwardest, dorkiest boys
exploring the most supernatural mystery of all
together ...
mothman
bigfoot
ghost hauntings
alien abductions
LOVE!
My job is burning around me and I’m only seen as an expendable cog in a giant corporate machine, but at least I have Helpy to lend a brightly colored hand!!! <3