On that last note I adore the back and forth with my partner when we're playing but I also know that he's funny enough to hold an engaging banter w me if I were gagged while he ruined me
Just me making stupid huffy noises and him holding a full conversation, making jokes about how 'robots don't have mouths' and I 'sound like a microwave oven' and laughing at me when I whine about it
Boys are so cute when you hurt them a bit... doesn't even have to be that hard, just a little spank on their cute butt and a yank on their hair and they tighten up, eyes wide, face red~
Don't be scared now baby boy, you know i wouldn't really hurt you— and even if I did, I know you would be excited~
Literally my thoughts 24/7
"ohh my god you can't just-"
Am I yours to command? Does the collar 'round my neck have your name on it? I kneel to no king nor god, and I see no crown on you.
you wear a collar
I may choose to kneel recreationally.
I can be trusted around erogenous tickle spots. No, I won't tease them with the most maddening, gentle traces until you're desperately worked up to the point of begging to be tickled there. Promise. :)
Come here. Sit in my lap. Lean back against my chest, so my lips are right by your ear. And let me run my fingers all over your tummy while I tell how badly I've wanted to tickle you all day.
My tracing may turn to spidering... drawing little circles on your tummy, around your belly button... dragging my fingers back and forth over the curve of your lower belly... very gently kneading your soft skin... you're so squirmy, darling. Does it tickle?
I haven't even really started yet.
blushing is so stupid you're literally my blood wtf. obey me
