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If you’re being exceptionally good, I’ll feed you by hand instead of out of your bowl, puppy. I’ll even let you lick my fingers clean when you’re done 💕

Armrests aren't for his arms. They're for him to sling his legs over so that he's always splayed out for you, his bare wet cunt on display and ready for your use.

i unironically LOVE giving head. whether that be pussy or cock, i will DEVOUR. i love making someone moan and squirm, and i can’t help but moan myself because i just love it so much. i love when they grab my hair and either shove their cock further down my throat or force my face deeper into their cunt. fuck. i love giving head.

Dumb fucking mutt, you're pathetic you know that? The way you squirm and whine as I grind my boot into your puppyparts. You like this, don't you? Even though it hurts you're dripping wet. Maybe if you beg nice enough, I'll let you cum by grinding into the underside of my boot.

affirming your gender by pinning you against the wall, pushing you down to your knees, calling you a faggot, and making you deepthroat my cock while i tell you what a good bitch boy you are

therapy is expensive, pulling whiny little "ah-ah-ah"'s out of your pretty boyfriend with just your mouth is free

kissing each other gently when you're both still twitching from cumming >

Listen. I’m a simple faggot. I get called pretty boy and get so horny I almost pass out

Need to be bent over and bred over and over until I’m brain dead. Please and thank you

Please please please please please let me sit in ur lap I promise I won't wiggle my ass and get you worked up and then pretend I was just trying to get comfy please please please please please

I’m sure everyone knows “you’re mine” being said while breaking in a puppy but what about “i’m yours”?

Repeating it over and over while I rut another litter in their belly, telling them that I just have to keep going because they deserve every drop emptied inside of them. Every possessive bite or kiss followed with a growl on how lucky they are that i’m theirs, how every moment before I came doesn’t matter like now. Making their mind fuzzy with my words to the point where I can see them slowly corrupting them, shattering their little mind just enough for them to nod and repeat my words back to me while they mess on my cock again.

Are you sleepy, puppy? Here, crawl into bed with me and I'll slot one of my soft thighs right between your legs. That's it, love, just wrap your arms and legs around me. That's right, just hold onto me. Oh baby, are you feeling needy? It's okay if you need to hump. Poor thing, you must be aching for my touch. You don't have to be so embarrassed. It's only natural that a pup like you needs to rut onto something. Go ahead and hump yourself to sleep on my thigh. That's right sweetheart, I'll keep you safe. Just let those eager hips do their job while I pet you behind those cute ears. Rest now. Goodnight, my precious pet.💗

Having someone who’s never smoked sit on my lap when it’s their first time getting high. They’ve told me before how they’re scared but always wanted to feel how it felt, so I offer to help them through it of course.

They get confused on why I put them on my lap, expecting me to just guide them through the process but I play innocent and tell them it’s better this way. At first I’ll let them try themselves, putting the joint up to their lips for them and watching them try to take in the smoke, but after the first few times I start to see they’re not inhaling enough. So, I move my hand to their neck and just hold it there to see them start to get flustered and stutter with questions. I shush them and put the joint back to their lips, telling them to hit it again but inhale harder. They try but get scared and cough out the smoke, telling me how they don’t think they can.

I just smile and tighten my fingers around their throat, watching them struggle for air and claw at wrist to try and breathe as I take a drag off the joint. I take my time to make sure they’re head is fuzzy enough before I let go of their neck and kiss them, blowing the smoke from my hit into their mouth while they gasp for air and force the smoke into their lungs. I watch them cough and look up to me with those pretty dazed eyes from finally feeling the weed set in and put my hand back on their throat, smirking down at them and asking nonchalantly if they want another and seeing them nod their head excitedly for more.

oh,, to be taught how to suck dick properly by a patient and vocal dom; easing down onto them with their hands in my hair, their thumbs against my cheekbones or my throat, their eyes locked onto mine or on the stretch of my mouth around them; hearing their groans of appreciation and praises for doing so well, swallowing their release with needy whines because i’m such a good boy, smiling up at them with teary eyes when it’s all over

i love when people get up in arms about kink as like a "new perverted phenomenon" bc of their boogeyman obsession with porn. brother gay people have been slapping each other and pretending to be dogs while we fuck since the dawn of time. you're only just finding out now bc your hole is largely unremarkable and your manner unbecoming

Lifehack for saving money just shotgun ur weed with ur boyfriend so you can still both get high but on less weed