happy birthday to my favorite and most beautiful amazing gorgeous incredible smart talented wonderful brilliant delightful humble stylish lovely marvelous fabulous boy of all time aka lewis hamilton <3
I feel like Keigo would do his best to be a respectful, courteous, and heroic boyfriend, always aspiring to treat you right with flowers and cuddles, always opening doors for you, and spoiling you with: “I insist, Baby! My treat!”
But deep down he’s insatiable, gluttonous, with sometimes has the worst post-nut clarity. He wants to treat you like the princess you are—while at the same time fucking you like a whore.
He’d take you out to the mall or maybe even a really nice restaurant. He’d pay for your food, hold your bags, and hold you down by your throat while simultaneously thrusting his cock into you relentlessly over-and-over. He’d say the most ruthless things like:
“Tell me who’s fucking this pussy. Tell me who your belong to.”
“You look so cute when you cry.”
“The only way you’re getting off is if you ride my thigh.”
“Look at you, taking it all like a good girl.”
He’d spit in your mouth, lick up your tears, spank your ass red, and mark you up so everyone knows you’re his.
All to give you the best aftercare afterwards, probably apologizing a little too much at times, and kissing over every scar and mark, face rivaling the crimson color of his wings. He’s such a sweet boy. <3