Collage by llyds

llyds


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baby I was teasing you.
i understand where you’re coming from, 100%
and we can worry about that when the time comes, okay?
unless it absolutely came down to it, i wouldn’t want to do surrogacy anyway. it’s unsafe in a way- plus i want to experience taking care of the love of my life throughout her pregnancy and guiding her through it however I can
I’ll just roll with the punches and continue helping you
why are you noting that 🧐
see, I know you way too well because that’s exactly what I thought you were doing it for
not intentionally 🫣
I love you by the way
anddd you should come kiss me
*grips your waist firmly and leans down, pulling you close to me as i kiss you lovingly*
*smiles happily and keeps you close to me, deepening the kiss a bit*
*smacks your bum playfully before gripping it, pulling you tighter against me as i move to kiss your neck, chuckling softly* mine
*raises an eyebrow slightly as i slip my hands underneath the waistband of our skirt, gripping your a-s* what babygirl? you want my belt off?
*chuckles softly and watches you, shaking my head as i hold your gaze* oh look at you, miss innocent.
bullish— *gently takes my belt from your hands as i kiss you back deeply, taking the time to form cuffs around your wrists after moving your hands behind your back, tightening it as i smile, pulling back some*
i’m a man of many talents, my love… and kinks. many of them. *chuckles softly and kisses on your neck* i want to go back to our mirror s-x experiment. especially with your hands bound.
mhm, just you babygirl *kisses along your neck again as i move one of my hands to your front, swiping a finger slowly between your legs and against your folds above your clothes*
*gently smacks over your area and bites your neck harshly, grumbling* don’t tell me what to do, little brat.
*brings a hand up to your throat and backs you against the wall quickly, holding you there* don’t. you don’t touch anything unless you’re told you can. understood?
*feels myself grow a bit harder at your obedience, kissing you roughly with my hand still at your throat, gripping it a bit tighter*