#sleepy time!! it’s 4am 💀

[skoulsons]

uhh inspired by the Winter embrace, Lissa’s chappy 2, and that one joel and ellie post-David hug that Paws did where they’re sitting next to each other and joel hugs her. you know the one

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“Cee!”

It was a guttural plea. He’d been screaming her name so much that it became a mix of unorganized sounds amidst heavy pants—no longer a comprehensible word. His voice was shaking, breaking more with every breath.

His stump was bleeding. Cee was gone. The hallways were a maze. Cee was gone.

Ezra raced through the halls, propelling himself past each turn with his only arm. His stump stung with every step and attempted swing of his arm, blood still pouring out from the newly opened wound. His right side was coated in it, the blood starting to seep into his waistband and trickle down his leg.

He approached another turn in the hallway and extended his arm, bracing himself for another quick swing around the corner. His fingers grazed the wall but he didn’t catch the corner. Ezra’s built up momentum sent him into the opposite wall and brought him to his knees. He coughed, using the wall and his good arm to try and push himself up to continue his search for Cee.

He coughed again once he was back on his feet. “Ce-”he started before his eyes fixed to the scene in front of him.

It all came into Ezra’s focus slowly. Cee, first. She was kneeling on someone. Her left leg was bent, kneeling on the unnamed person’s chest. Her right leg was also bent, the tip of her shoe to her knee pressed flat into the ground beside the body. She was bent over, her face and both her hands close to the body’s head. He watched her back intently, watching for it to move in tandem with her breath. Her breathing was sporadic and uncontrolled, full of panic. Her hair was disheveled, multiple knots coating the back of her head. She was without a shoe on her left foot and there was a gash along her calf on the same leg.

Second, the man beneath her. The dead man. There was a hint of pride in Ezra seeing the corpse under her and knowing she did it. But his pride quickly soured when he realized that she did it.

He wasn’t there to do it. Whatever this man did or attempted to do to her, he wasn’t there. She had to defend herself. His little bird ended up in a dangerous situation that he couldn’t save her from.

He’s supposed to protect her. Even with one arm, he’d sworn to protect her. That’s his job, anyway. She’s capable, but she shouldn’t have to be.

He should’ve been there. He should’ve strung the man up by the muscles in his fingers. He should’ve spent what strength he had left in his only arm to bruise each and every one of the man's ribs. He should’ve made small but painful cuts in the man's limbs—incisions along the major arteries in his arms and legs. He should’ve taken an ear, teeth, his tongue, or any number of toes from the man while he was alive. Anything, anything to prove that no one goes near Cee.

Third, all the blood. There was a pool of warm, crimson blood still pouring out from the man's abdomen and flowing towards the opposite wall. It was building up under Cee’s right leg, seeping into her pant leg and starting to flow towards Ezra.

His hearing then caught up with his vision. Cee. She was panting, dry heaving… crying. Her form was shaking, her shoulders bouncing with each hiccup she let out.

Ezra’s breath caught in his throat hearing her cries. “Cee!” He shouted, urgently pushing off the wall towards her. He didn’t make it four steps before he tripped over himself, his knees colliding with the floor again. He caught himself with his arm, immediately pushing himself back up and half-crawling the rest of the way to Cee.

He crawled to the left side of the body, settling on his knees on Cee’s left side. He could see what had transpired now that he was up close.

The five inch blade of her knife was plunged into the man’s jugular. Cee’s right hand, covered in blood, was shaking while still holding onto the handle. Tears were hastily falling down her cheeks and dropping off her chin, mixing with the blood on the man’s neck. She was still dry heaving and hiccuping, unaware Ezra was next to her. He looked at Cee’s face, her gaze locked on the man.

Ezra looked where her gaze was fixed. The man’s eyes were wide open—dead and bleak. He reached over and closed them. That’s when Cee noticed him.

She turned, her knee still pressed into the man’s chest. The bloody knife that was just hidden in the man’s throat was now held a hair from Ezra’s. He caught her forearm just in time, holding it tightly as he found her eyes and checked her face.

Four traces of blood followed her jawline down to the bottom of her neck—traces that accurately resembled bloody fingers and the streaks they leave when they’re dragged along a surface. There was a gash in her lip and blood in the corners of her mouth. Her nose and cheeks were covered in speckled blood as well.

“Little bird,” he whispered, his eyes begging for her to recognize him, “it’s me. It’s Ezra.”

Cee’s eyebrows twitched as her eyes darted between his. In his hand, her arm started to shake. She opened her mouth and quickly closed it, swallowing the bile that was building up. Cee tore her gaze from Ezra’s and looked past him, then between them, then beside her. Before her eyes even made it to the dead man’s face, Ezra let go of her arm and immediately found her right cheek.

“Hey, no…” he said, gently directing her face back to see him. “Look at me.”

He kept his hand against her cheek as she glanced back at him. She swallowed again before focusing on her shaking hand that found a resting place on his good shoulder. Her lips quivered as she dropped the blood covered knife, the blade clanking on the floor beside Ezra.

“Birdie,” he breathed, a small stroke of his thumb over her cheek. “Are you with me, Cee?”

Her breathing hitched. Her voice cracked as she choked on tears. “Ezra?” She questioned.

Ezra let out a breath he was subconsciously holding. “It’s me, little bird,” he said.

Her breathing continued in uneven sputters as she bowed her head and let her forehead hit his chest. Ezra moved his hand from her cheek to her back and wrapped it securely across it, squeezing her right shoulder.

His missing arm, a phantom longing he could only describe as agonizing and desperate, craved to hold her. If there wasn’t someone in his life who deserved it, he wouldn’t have cared less about losing it. If there wasn’t a kid in his life who deserved more than 50% of what he could give, he wouldn't have cared less about losing it. If there wasn’t a little girl in his life who, now, he realized all he wanted to do was give 110% for, he wouldn’t have cared less about losing it.

But now there was.

He squeezed her shoulder tight, pulling her body against him. She buried her face deeper into his neck as he pulled her into him, rocking them lightly back and forth. She heaved and coughed beside his neck, trying to catch the breath she’d so desperately lost.

“Here, birdie…” he whispered, falling backwards to sit on the ground next to the body. Cee pulled from him slightly, helping them scoot back to the wall. Once his back hit it, Cee sat beside him, slightly embarrassed.

She was still crying, dried tears and blood along her chin and down her neck. “I lost… track o’ you… and then he… he was… he said…” she stopped, rubbing her forearm across her nose to wipe the snot away.

Ezra took that opportunity to squeeze his arm between her back and the wall and pull her body towards him again. He wrapped his arm across her back again, pulling her into his chest and keeping his hand held tightly to her left shoulder.

She reciprocated it as best she could. She turned into him, her left arm going down by his right side and holding onto the fabric at his waist. Her right hand held onto the fabric on his left side. She buried her face in his chest, right next to his bloody stump.

Ezra rested his chin atop her head. He exhaled, rubbing his hand up and down her back. “Kevva, Cee, I…” he trailed off.

For once, he didn’t know what to say. He didn’t know how to express the panic when she was no longer beside him. He didn’t know how to express the urgency in his strides as he raced to find her. He didn’t know how to express the desperation in his kills, not knowing who could’ve taken her and making sure that every single person took their last, most painful breath. He didn’t know how to express the fear that there was a chance she was gone—not that he’d ever truly let that chance reach any level of certainty.

She rested her cheek against his chest, eyeing his stump. She pulled her left hand back from his waist and pressed it to his stump. When she brought it back, fresh blood was on her fingers. “Wait, what…” she stopped, attempting to choke her tears away, “why’s your stump bleeding?”

Ezra smiled lightly, but kept it to himself. I suppose my worried reaction and urgency looking for you surprised some unkind onlookers. “Nothin’ you need to worry about, birdie.” He rubbed her back again. “Soon, once you’ve relaxed, I can take care of you. Then, we can focus on that.”

“But it could get infected…”

“So could that gash in your leg.”

Cee sighed, pulling at the fabric of his shirt. She kept her cheek pressed to his chest, focused on calming her breathing and slowing her heartbeat.

Ezra pressed his lips to her head briefly before pulling away. “I commend your concern, little bird, I do, but I will be fine. Let me take care of you.”

#this got lazy by the end #but I needed to write about them #I was thinking about them hugging #and while #originally #I had softer ideas #those were thrown out the window #if this is terrible #I do apologize #sleepy time!! it’s 4am 💀 #prospect 2018 #prospect movie #prospect fic #ezra prospect #cee prospect #L writes

[ssaaaronmontgomery]

Can I request for hotches wife having a asthma attack in 4am middle of the night and she woke aaron up

Warnings: Asthma attack, fluff, poor writing💀 and I think that's it :)

Word count: 462

Pairing: Hotch x fem!reader

A/n: Definitely! I'll try my best on this as it's not something I really have any personal experience with but I did a little research so I had a better understanding. I hope this is okay, it was a little rushed so I apologise if it's not very good. It's not my best work and it's short but I hope you enjoy<3. This was not proofread so there might be a couple mistakes.

Forever Tags: @greg-montgomery @boredelle

You were having trouble breathing. A familiar feeling. But one that was not welcome. Your husband sleeping next to you with soft snores leaving his lips was completely unaware of your current situation. You wanted his help but you hated waking him up.

You were coughing and wheezing as you reached for your inhaler that normally sat on your bedside table at night but you couldn't find it no matter how much you felt around. That only made matters worse now. Another fit of coughs came on and then you felt a hand on your shoulder.

"Sweetheart?" You heard Aaron's voice. It was tired and sleepy. You looked over at him and he heard you wheeze and struggle to breathe. "Honey is it your asthma?" You nod as you cough again. "Do you need your inhaler?" You nod again "It's not there." He understands. He knows where you keep it.

Standing up he turns the light on and walks over to your side of the bed. It takes him a few seconds but he quickly finds it on the floor in front of your side table and grabs it, handing it to you. It must have been knocked off at some point in your sleep. You take it from him and he sits on the edge of the bed with one hand rubbing your arm telling you it'll be okay as he tries to calm you as best as he can. It's far from the first time he's seen this happen. It's happened a number of times and every time it worries him but he always stays calm for you.

After you're able to breathe better he gets in bed next to you again and holds you. "How do you feel?" You can hear the concern in his voice. "I'm feeling better." You sigh and lean into him as he rubs your back. He always does whatever he can for you. He just wants you to be okay. "Are you sure?" He asks as he kisses your forehead. He always needs to be sure. And if you're sure, then he is too. It's something he takes your word for because you have more experience with what's happening to you than he does. And he trusts that if you're not okay that you'll tell him so he can get you the help you need.

You nod again and he gives your shoulder a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, Aaron." He shakes his head a little. "You don't need to thank me, Honey. I'll always help however I can. I love you." You know this but you still thank him every time. You smile slightly. "I love you too." He places another kiss on your forehead and holds you close until you fall asleep again.

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[osaevsky]

So, yk how you said that life is using me as a punching bag?! You got it right!

After continously switching between social media, trying to avoid shit I didn’t want to see, I focused on things I had pending out. I waa out of my house, on a friends house — when I left, I stood outside waiting for my dad to pick me up. Guess what? It rained heavily, and it was cold AS FUCK. Imagine me dripping wet from the rain with the cold wind lmao

Anyways. I returned home, got dried, changed into comfortable clothings. Went back to my social media and first thing I see is some of my mutuals tagging one another gushing over my celebrity crushes and being whole ass explicit on how they would fuck and go down on them. My stomach was doing backflips and I was already like this LMAOOO BC I ALREADY HAD ENOUGH OF IT

I tried to ignore that, chatted with a new mutual and others, and of course talked with you too to have some fun. I sat my ass to finish organising some things for the things I have to work with and study — my back hurted awfully but I spent 3 dreadful hours doing what I had to do.

Then when I wanted to use the lift because I had to go to the main hall for something, NONE OF THE TWO FUCKING ELEVATORS WERE WORKING. I had to walk up and down 8 FLOORS. I nearly pass out when I returned back to my apartment, I was agitated and my legs hurt so my parents had to sit me down to take deep breaths and chill lmao

I ate dinner, went to bed and watched a 90s movie. Its 4 am here and I don’t feel fully sleepy yet so since its weekend even if I still have things to do tomorrow, I will use this quiet moment to have my own "me time" before coping with reality.

Guess what?

Power ran out at 4am. My windows are now fully open so I can have some windy breeze because its fucking hot in here. GOD CAN’T KEPT GETTING AWAY WITH IT.

I have mobile data so I will still stay up to do my things before sleeping because im stressed. I hope the power returns in the morning so I can pretend today never happened. I will pretend this day never happened so badly that in a short time whenever I remember something that happened today, I won’t know if it was a fever dream or a real day lmao

Your life sounds like a tragicomedy at this point 😭😭

It also rained here where I live, I thought I was the only one. Luckily I didn't have to go anywhere and I stayed at my house pulling an all nighter while it did

Idk what's worse, seeing stuff you don't wanna see about your celeb crush or seeing a mutual talk about it. Feels like some sort of betrayal at that point when it really isn't because they're in their right to do so but boy do I feel jealous 💀

Also not them being explicit about it IM SO SORRY- 😭😭😭

Idk how many times the power has run out in your apartment but it's concerning. especially if you're having a heat wave of some sort like I saw you mentioning a few days ago, idk if you can get it checked with your community or anything but you better do

I would be doing the same as you tbh there are some days in my life that are just so bad that they cross the line of being realistic anymore I would prefer to ignore their existence instead of trying to pretend that day didn't make me want to kms LMFAOO

[a-very-tired-raven]

Sooo, total sidenote, but: my older brother/roommate equates me to a cat cuz I can sleep anywhere, anytime, and in any position

Example: The time is 2016, and one of my friends from when I was living in Virginia just turned 16. It was a friday and we (my entire friend group) were over at their house. The presents - opened, pizza - demolished, cake & ice cream - obliterated (mostly by yours truly), and everyone was now hanging out in the backyard. The time was roughly about 1:30am and I'm constantly nodding off, not quite in my 'staying up far too late with the demons of my mind' phase. So, I excuse myself with the guise of taking a real quick shower and getting ready for bed before hanging out some more. I go down to the basement where we're all due to sleep when we decide to turn in, and I flop down on my nest (a sleeping bag, 2 comforters I brought from home, and a weighted blanket in between). I read some fanfiction for a bit, literally just to recharge since I'm heavily introverted during this stage of my life, and I must've nodded off for a bit.

The next time I wake up, its almost 4am and EVERYONE'S freaking the fuck out. They must've been calming down from something, and so my still sleep addled mind decides 'huh, what's the best way to let them know I'm here??' So I rise up with my arms out in front of me, and I call out in confidence, and sleepiness, "I LIVE!" (think Mushu from Mulan). All my friends start screaming and they all basically dogpile me, blubbering about how they couldn't find me and that one of our friends was possessed by some sort of demon. And you could just hear the dial up tones, tv static, windows errors, and white noise playing in my brain. To this DAY, I still have NO idea if what had happened is legit or if they were playing a prank on me. I have reason to believe them because I've kept contact with the friend who's birthday it was and we talk about it sometimes and they swear up and down that it truly did happen

Anyways, sometimes I think about this and am like 'man, one person's shit night could make someone else's entire life if you cut out some context'. Like, I have no doubt their lives flashed before their eyes, and yet I was less than 5 feet away, my 18-year-old-self conked the fuck out, and probably dreaming about boning my blorbos or some shit

HAHWHWHEHHEJWJSJSJSJS

WHEEZE-

Please thats fuckin hilarious 💀

#edgyanswers #jukebox.chatter #my amazing funny mutuals #jay :p #fellow hoodie gremlin!

[tillidecidethenewname]

Hiiiiii

Yep 15/02/23 it is, 11:08 in the the night nd i m not sleepy at all.

I didn't study today again 💀 but nvm will wake up at 4am tomorrow nd study even tho i said that yesterday nd failed today lol, well, i m missing your smile again heh not sad today cz i m just happy that I've got you in my life truly, lmao look how everything's about you in my life now, from my mood to my behaviour to my success to my failure to my health heh i just live from your perspective now idk but i enjoy it like that. Bruh btw, you're very very hot. Like today when you were standing at the door of your bus. Oof. Nd ykw i noticed today is you glow differently when you talk to me like. Charm. Nd btw i m so so used to you nd wtvr you do for me like i don't want to imagine my school day without you being the first person i talk to so don't avoid me like you did today 😂 i was very annoyed from everyone lol. Lmao i just started another jar of Nutella - diabetes pfft nvm forgot to tell you yesterday i made a folder in Snapchat with all my good photos for you 🫵🏻 lmao this emoji, so someday you can login my snap pfft cz it can't be shared they're like 200+ "good" photos lol btw

Today when i shifted my stuff to another table nd you asked me to come back in 3rd person speech lmao i heard that, even laughed but ignored cz i was mad at you nd everyone lol but 😂😂😂 nd fyi Mr my ears are sensitive to your voice ok? I heard almost everything you said today hmph what have you assumed your gf to be? 🫦 Well now that you've said i can spam you nd you will read whenever youll come back is a happy releif to me now I'll spam af. Tho i was thinking if you have genuinely listened to all those songs i dedicated to you nd if you'll see each msg I've spammed you with or not but ofc you will 🫵🏻. Nd today when i was sitting with you i was craving to hug you 😂 but ok nd holding hands with you is >>>>>>>>>>>>. yes i admitted it lol. I was looking at you again n again like him? My bf? Cz you looked. Chhoro. Nd nd nd tf "a Messege to my Daisy" tf. HOW DO YOU KNOW WHAT IMPRESSES ME????? i am literally so dhhisehkrsegh with you calling me "my Daisy" 😭😭 saw you sketches nd damn bro hats off to your imagination nd creativity. Btwww we've decided that on 22 mar we'll be doing a get together at seed as 21 mar ko h last exam nd i can't stop imagining a get together with youuuu can't wait already. waiting waiting nd waiting for you to come online since you're gone I was 2 mims late the last time you came online heh nvm i miss you nd ily cutu 🫂 bbye for today

[maries-gallery]

heyy<33 may i ask for matchup? :) for both SFW and NSFW

im female, she/her, lesbian

my personality type ‘s infp-t, im REALLY introverted, im quite funny (at least people say so) i make a lot of snarky comments. im perfectionist but also procrastinator. im also REALLY sleepy, like i could sleep all day (but i still go to sleep at like 4am💀)

my hobbies r reading, writing & track

my likes r HISTORY (especially ww2 ) i also really like the history of science. im also interested in criminology

in a partner i want someone who understands my humor, someone caring and who doesn’t make me feel alone

I match you with Hange ! (I know it is said that the gender is free to interpretation and here I decided to make them female)

SFW :

- Hange would find you so cute and adorable. She’d probably be the one to approach you and would ask a ton of questions. She is just so curious and really wants to get to know you because you seem like such a wholesome person to be around ! But in the end she’d probably end up speaking more than you and you’d have to listen to her ramble on and on about Titans for hours. Not that you mind though, the passion in her gaze when she talks about this subject is just mesmerizing. But she’d get worried when she sees you lightly dozing off, trying your best to stay awake. She ‘d immediately apologise and would insist on you getting to bed right this moment. But be sure that she’ll continue to talk all the way to the dorms and the following days. 

- In the end she’ll freak out, realising that she basically hogged all the verbal space and would make it a point for you to tell her about yourself and she’ll gladly listen to you rambling this time. And now she is totally hooked, because the more she learns about you the more she finds herself drawn to you and... in love with you. You’re just a burst of colours and you have so many layers to unravel. And we all know Hange loves a complex person. 

- She loves your snarky comments and your humour and would pay with her head to see you snarking back at Levi. His face is just so priceless and she’d tease him to no end. Talking of the trio, she spends hours rambling about you to Erwin and Levi, it becomes so overwhelming that they actually have to ask her to shut up because she just gets so hyper at the thought of you.

- When the two of you finally get together she is the most supportive girlfriend ever and the most loving person ever. She is just a huge mom and your health and happiness are her priorities. 

- She loves to read what you write if you’d let her and is just so curious and admirative of your talent. She also loves for the two of you to have reading dates during which the two of you would just snuggle up and read silently basking in each other’s presence. Expect her to get interested in anything you show interest in, it is just her way of getting closer to you and of showing her support and love. Track ? She is over there cheering for you and awaiting you with a towel and cold water bottle. History ? Come on, don’t be shy, tell her all you know and she’ll collect every book she can on the subject to enhance both of your knowledge. Criminology ? She loves it and I see her being at least a bit knowledgeable about this subject so you’d probably have very long conversations. She just loves everything about you. 

- Please, for her own sake and yours take care of yourself and sleep. She’d have to tie you to the bed otherwise. Mommy Hange is very set on making sure that you get enough sleep and she won’t let you get away with less than 7hours of deep slumber. She’ll actually sleep with you to make sure that you sleep correctly, her arms around your waist as she cuddles into you. 

- She is also very admirative of your care for details and willingness to do your best. But the moment you overwork yourself or are too harsh on yourself for not being perfect Mom Hange is there to kick those insecurities away. She’ll have none of it. And she can only imagine how terrible it is to live with both perfectionism and procrastination but she’ll always be there to support and help you. Because the problem doesn’t come from you being lazy or anything and she makes sure that you understand that, it is just a matter of detecting what scares you in a certain task or what emotions it brings up which could create an avoidant response on your part. And she is willing to spend hours analysing these things with you to help you sort things out. Yes, she is supportive. 

- But Hange too has her insecurities and you’d have to reassure her when they strike. Especially after she takes on the role of Commander. Please remind her that she is doing her best and that she deserves this role and absolutely wings it because she just feels so out of place and not up to the task. Please just cuddle her and reassure her with some hot tea and sweet words. 

Scenario :

The light sound  of the rain’s pitty patter filled the quiet room. Your fingers turned another page, engulfed by the book in your hand, the other absentmindedly playing with your girlfriend’s dark locks. A contented sigh fell from her lips at the light tug on her scalp, all tension leaving her body as she finally allowed herself to relax. Moments like these were a rarity considering how busy the both of you were with the scouts and duties. But how she loved it, just laying there with you, bathing in your presence and the comfort of your touch. 

Her heart swelled as she gazed up from her book, eyes on you. She loved the way nothing could distract you whenever you’d stick your nose in a book, how the cutest of frowns would grace your features when you’d encounter some passages or how your lips would press in a tight line during the climax. You were just so... Alive. And she couldn’t thank the world enough for gracing her with your existence, for keeping you safe through all the shit the both of you went through.

She shifted on the couch, sitting up beside you, her head leaving the comfort of your laps. A soft smile crossed her lips as she leaned onto you, head now resting on your shoulder and peering at the words on the pages. 

“Is it good, Love ?” Her voice resonated right next to your ear, catching you by surprise. You jolted lightly, barely suppressing a yelp. But a sweet smile soon overtook your features as you glanced at your partner. 

“It is.” You answered, putting your book down on your laps and facing Hange. “It’s the story of a man obsessed with bodily scents. He kills women and takes their scent in the hope of concocting the best perfume ever.” You explained, gesturing to the novel, The Perfume by Suskin. 

The dark haired female cringed at the description, a light chuckle falling from her lips, you were truly full of surprises. “This sounds twisted.” 

You returned a short laugh, sending butterflies straight to your girlfriend’s stomach. “It is ! But that’s what makes it interesting.” 

Her gaze softened at the sight of your bright smile. She supposed you were right. Plus, when it came to twisted minds, she was one to talk. “Fair enough.” 

You gazed at her, tilting your head to the side at her thoughtful expression. “What is going on in that head of yours ?” You queried, turning to her, resting your head on the back of the couch. 

Her eyes locked with yours, loving and gentle, very different from her usual bubbly self. Right now she looked calm, relaxed even. The fruit of your company. 

“Just... I love you. I hope you know that.” Her voice reached your ears like gentle waves on a summer morning and you couldn’t repress a soft smile. 

You leaned in towards her, pressing your forehead to hers, your breaths mingling together at the closeness you shared. “And I love you too, Hange.” 

A quiet chuckle left her lips, “My name sounds so much better when you say it.” 

Your hand cupped her cheek, fingers idly tracing patterns on her soft skin. “Well I could say it again but I’d rather kiss you.” And with that your lips pressed together in a firm and tender kiss, the simple gesture sending butterflies to your core and jolts of electricity throughout your veins. Just as thunder bolted outside. 

Song :

Put your head on my shoulder, Paul Anka 

NSFW :

- Hange is a dom in the bedroom. She loves to pleasure you and observe all the expressions you make as she touches you. Considering her slightly obsessive tendencies and her very sharp observations she’d be quick to find all the places and gestures that make you sing. She’d play you like a perfectly tuned violin. Better at giving oral and those fingers are just holy. 

- She can be both passionate and loving or a huge tease who’ll have you begging for her touch. She is also very much into praises and loves telling you how good you’re making her feel and how much she loves you. She also definitely has a mommy kink, but won’t push it on you if you’re not comfortable with it of course. Overall she is willing to try anything you want, just ask and she’ll make the preparations. She is very adventurous. 

- Her moans are just on another level. She’ll moan or grunt your name right next to your ear and you’d be putty in her hands. But she prefers to hear you though, so she’ll always make sure to keep her own sounds to an appropriate level. She is also a dirty talker and god is she good at it. She’d just whisper the lewdest of things in your ears with the most casual of tones. 

- Expect lots of kisses and hand holding, your fingers meshing together on the sheets as she takes care of you. She is also very energetic and can go a few rounds.

- In the end, sex is to her first and foremost a way to bond with you on another level and she really sees it on a romantic light. This is her opportunity to show you how much she loves you and how much you mean to her. 

- She’d spend hours studying your body after the both of you came down from your high, she’d lazily run her fingers over every mole and every detail on your skin and body, complimenting and cataloguing each one. She just loves your body so much and treats it as a temple.

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Here ! I hope this met your expectations ! I am sorry for the wait... Things have been busy and I had to take care of other things. Have a nice day and take care !

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