❥ ¡ … DARIA, twenty two, she/her, aquarius sun, leo moon, ushijima wakatoshi's pretty princess !
LAY ME DOWN TONIGHT, IN MY DIAMONDS AND PEARLS, ❥ rules , hq + cod mlists , main : @missworld1994, about me.
LAY ME DOWN TONIGHT, I’M YOU FAVORITE GIRL ! ❥ recents : to be added. minors DO NOT interact
when he was asking me what i wanted him to do to me and every single time he told me to say it louder and beg for it
There’s just something about old men that want to prove to you that they’ve still got it? That they can still have your toes curling and your eyes rolling like they could in their youth.
That they can pleasure you better than these younger men that swing their dicks around and think they’re all that because they still have their youthful looks on their side.
Being more appreciative because you could have anyone you want, and yet you’re here wasting your time with them?
Had an idea for "Human" Ramattra
afternoon🛏️
saying “i need you” when they’re inside me so they pull me tighter and they answer “i know baby, i’m right here, you got me”
i must know ur stepcest thoughts 🎤🎤🎤🎤🎤
US AT MIDNIGHT | GETŌ SUGURU
✮ wc. . 2.0K
✮ tags. . stepcest, spit kink, smoker fem!reader, alcohol consumption, praise kink (good girl), canon au. 18+ mdni. divider creds: cafekitsune.
✮ about. . the right thing to do would be to forget about the past and start over. pretend nothing happened. but sometimes the right thing to do is not always what we should do.
✮ notes. . i wanted to explore this trope from a more 'forbidden romance' point of view rather than lust as such, yk? Suguru really cares about the reader. I hope you can still enjoy it and suguru will probably be ooc here so I apologize for that ;sighs;
"You look ravishing tonight." You needn't turn around to know who it was, though it would be hypocritical to deny that you weren't expecting him.
Suguru followed you stealthily like shadow into the backyard, guided by your hips and the sound of your heels against the wooden floor that gave him clues as to what your final destination was. The trees under the breeze of the spring entrance flutter carrying silence.
You steel yourself to turn around, the courage you have never had but now cling to as if your life depended on it. You squeeze the cigarette you carry between your fingers and finally order your feet to move. You almost curse the moon for showing him to you so mysterious, the absence of light allows you to admire his blurred features and the darkness dances on his face preventing you from seeing him clearly. You sigh his manly perfume and smile wistfully at him, dropping your head to the side.
choso with a back tattoo and piercings
can’t believe i’m writing for the milkman but i can’t help myself </3
