|me:||i don't even care. i'm not going to talk about this anymore.|
|me:||and you know what else? [2000 word rant]|
This is my ideal relationship(via honestlyrad)
i think dogs have elevator music playing in their heads at all times
i want to write a movie about a girl with depression who meets a boy and they become friends and thats it. he’s just another friend. she goes to therapy and learns to love herself and saves herself. because thats how it happens. thats real life. you’re the hero. you can save yourself.
The devil’s smile. God, anything but that. Im usually the dominant one. Intimidating. Cool. So in control. But this makes me lose the game every time. Im weak to my knees, and he knows it. A helpless prey. He can probably smell the hint of fear in my arousal, and its feeding him. But this one is not a vicious predator. He just knows in this moment that he’s a rarity that can give me a run for my own money.
He pins me by the wrists firmly, but so sweetly. He presses his lips to the delicate inner skin, my bones so fragile under his grasp, and traces a trail with his tongue all along the softness of my inner arm, up to my shoulder. I try and fail to wriggle free, longing to touch him with my hands. But he doesn’t want me free yet, and he’s not going to give up that easy.
He kisses my collar bone and a heavier sigh escapes him, adoring my body with his mouth. Up the side of my neck now, taking in the smell of my hair and I can swear he must hear my heart beat quickening. He grazes my lips with his, but does not kiss me, does not indulge me that pleasure so soon.
He combs my long blonde hair with his fingers and it slips through his palms like spun silk. I lie powerless, giving my body up to him completely as he teases me with the tenderness of his kisses, going back down my neck, to my chest, my breast bone, and takes a nipple into his mouth. Its warm and i feel the rush of heat ripple through my spine. He sucks at my breast and looks up at me through his long eyelashes, and i instinctively try once again to break at least one of my arms free. He allows it.
I stroke my fingers through the loose curls of his thick dark hair. Brushing it to the side of his face, and slightly tug on the finer baby hairs at the nape of his neck, in effort to lift his face up toward mine. He releases my other wrist so that both of my hands now run along his back as he presses against me, but continues lower, past my stomach, til i can feel his breath between my legs. I spread them as he licks the slit of skin in front of my clitoris, silently begging him to keep going.
My body temperature surges as i quiver under his now firm handling of me. He sucks at my clit, savouring the juices as he then pushes his tongue inside of me. My brain falls into a numb buzz and it makes me crave him so much more. I want so badly for him to be inside of me now, to fill me completely with the width of him.
I pull him upwards now, the entire length of his body on mine and i look into his sweet brown eyes, their gaze now intense. He may have had the devil’s smile just before, but there are no demons in this one. Although his desire is a burning red flame, he is still as loving as an enveloping ocean wave; his passion heady as the lilting warm breeze of late summer.
When he finally kisses me, his lips on mine, he holds himself steady over me. He is still, as we drown in the depth of it. His tongue then parts my lips, needing to taste me even deeper, and i give into his will. I want him to have sex with me. No, i want him to make love to me. I want so much more than his sex right now. Ive got to have all of him.
I slide my right hand down his chest, along the smooth skin of his lower abdomen, all the way down until i can reach the firmness of him. I wrap my palm in a tight grip all the way around it and he breathes in sharply. I stroke it now, my curious hand wanting to know every ridge. It pulses strongly. I know what he wants and i am no one to deny him. I let go of his shaft, and spread my legs wider for him to penetrate me. He enters slowly so i can feel every inch of him as he pushes in. He takes me fully into his embrace, wrapping me in both arms underneath him and he is now all the way inside me. His dick pulses again with pleasure, stretching me tight around it, and he lets out a low growl from his throat. I playfully nip his earlobe between my teeth, which sends him into steady thrusting. My hips buck as ecstasy washes over me and he kisses me deeply. He thrusts harder and harder into me and i succumb to him. He has me to do with what he will.
I dig my nails into his back, raking them upward. I pull at his hair and lick the glistening sweat from his neck, and i love the salty taste of his flesh as he rails me as hard as ever now. The inner devil comes alive in him and he is overcome with lust. He drives his dick into me again and again, giving himself to me in total erotic pleasure. I release a raspy moan as he makes me come. I orgasm over and over, the shock waves radiating all over my body, and my pulsing muscles squeeze his dick so tight that he busts seconds later. I feel the warmth if his seed as he comes inside me. I grab his ass, push him as deep into me as i can, and hold him there as he finishes.
Flushed red and slightly slick from the heat of our passionate sex, he gives out and lays down with his cheek on my shoulder. His breathing is slow and steady now, and he nuzzles his face into the crook of my neck, sweetly kissing the secret spot just under my ear. He groans in satisfaction. I caress his cheek, then cup his face with my hand as i lower my lips to his. I taste myself on his kiss, and lick my lips in the delight of having had him. He looks into my eyes, their corners slightly upturned in a smile. There it is again.