Latenightso - Untitled

Have we talked about desperate doms? No? Then let’s do that because oh my gosh yes. Wanting your sub’s attention and nothing better than to rub up against them, wanting to smother them in kisses and drag them into your lap. Pouncing on your sub the second they’re through the door and telling them just what you’ll do to them while sucking marks into their necks.

Shoving your sub down on the bed and crawling over them, nuzzling against their neck and asking them if they’d like to play, please darling can we? Moaning when they say yes or whining when they tease you because they love having your attention too. They love when you beg and they love when you offer whatever they’d like. More kisses? What about touches? As many orgasms as they’d like?

It doesn’t matter to you so long as you get them, to have them splayed out or straddling you, to have them riding you or fucking you. You just want them and you don’t really care what you have to do to get them.

have i mentioned my humiliation kink?? bc i would give fucking anything for someone to rub their dick over my dripping hole and tease me for how needy and pathetic my little boy clit is

it’s only natural, isn’t it? for a sweet little dripping boyslut like me to get used for the pleasure of men with bigger cocks. it’s only right for me to give in and beg to be humiliated and owned. squeeze my throat while you rub my boy clit and remind me of my fucking place

Ropes look so good on you, my prince. But that’s just a pretty side effect, isn’t it?

The main show is how wet you get because of it, the tiny little moans leaving your lips when I pull one of them tight around your limbs, how you try to struggle against them, struggle against me.

You’d love my fingers somewhere else now, don’t you, pretty boy? Not slowly, way too softly caressing your skin while you’re just laying there, unable to move, unable to touch yourself - or touch me, for that matter. You’re at my complete mercy like this and you’re leaking because the thought turns you on so much, despite all your whining.

But when my fingers finally reach between your legs and I start giving you exactly what you want… you oh so soon notice that I’m still not being nice to you. I love having control over you too much, I love to see you whimper and whine and thrust your hips against my fingers while they’re rubbing on your swollen clit.

Trust me, one orgasm of yours isn’t the end. The real fun only begins when you already came and my movements don’t stop, and you whine, beg, desperately call out my title. You’re such a pretty boytoy like this. And you love it, love looking like a needy mess, love the way I look at you when you’re in this state, don’t you?