I wish I could hold you tight when you get sad.
Whisper in your ear how amazing you are.
Tell you that you are more normal than you realize.
That you have more control than you know.
That your happiness is only a thought away.
I know words might not always be enough to heal. Your mind is so strong that it fights you.
But sometimes you need other ways of clearing your head don’t you?
Your body holds a way. And I know I could find those buttons. Underneath those clothes of yours. Pulled away so quickly. Laid out bare before me.
Even now my mouth drools and teeth bite down when I see your skin. You look like you need to be devoured.
Tasted so completely. Oh how I long to do so.
To suck those perfect perky breasts of yours. They are my favorite size. Nothing more is ever required. I know I can fit much of them in my mouth. And I would enjoy gorging on them.
I would suck and bite. Leaving your skin wet all over. Pulling away to see those nipples so hard. Pointing at me. Asking me for more. Maybe even begging me to come back when I kissed my way south past your belly.
Down even further until I found my favorite button. Do you know what a short beard feels like in between your legs? On you thighs. On your softest parts.
Lightly brushing you. Teasing you. Sweeping your skin gently until it wakes.
My breath so close. Warm and alive.
Heavy because of how badly I want you.
Would an ignition happen when my tongue touched you. Bonded with you. Maybe they were always meant to be one.
My wet warm tongue feeling like home against your soft and warm area too. A relief met through this new force.
Troubles forgotten as the tasting continues. As I get my fill and you get my hot tongue. Exploring your folds. Touching so softly and smoothly your sensitive skin.
Pushing your legs apart more.
My head turned to the side. So my lips could more properly kiss yours.
Your pussy sucked into my mouth. Pulled into my mouth like a black hole.
Your flexible skin fighting to hold on. But going deep enough to feel the energy. To know what it’s like to be consumed. To be eaten. Again to be tasted and licked from within my closed mouth.
To give in completely. To be controlled by the cravings of another. Shaken from within.
All felt from your stomach down through your legs.
This is exactly what I want to do to you every time I feel like your mind is getting away.
I want to pull it back. I want to force it down on the bed. I want to strip away everything. And then fill it up again with my energy.
Source: reddit.com/r/Erotica/comments/u2y4vn/comfort_part_1_mf_shortteaserwarmup