Femfloral - Lost In Memory

also love the idea that Simon has never eaten anyone out before because he thinks that's too intimate, so the first time he tongues his bird's cunt, she has to practically force him to do it because he always refuses to. knows logically that there's nothing wrong with it, and he's practically in love with his girl (or the closest he'll ever be able to get to love; some approximation of obsession and covetousness, the feeling that she's irreplaceable and all his), but it just takes him awhile to get over the hurdle of a lifetime of casual, surprisingly cold sexual encounters.

but once the seal is finally broken, and Simon realizes how much he likes it, he's always diving face first into her pussy whenever they're alone. tongues her pearl until she squirts on his face. licks his own come out of her whenever they fuck because she tastes like some holy mix of the two of them, her juices and his come. refuses to give her his cock until he's gotten his mouth on her first, softened her up with his tongue and fingers. sometimes gets carried away and ignores her hands scratching at his shorn scalp and trying to push his face away from her pussy because she just came for a third time on his tongue. only relents when she goes limp and he blinks, sluggishly thinking that they need to change the sheets.

i’m going to pinch his cheeks kiss his forehead drink his moans bite him swallow him whole pull his hair lick him all over squeeze his butt nuzzle into his neck climb into his ribs and live there forever n ever amen

kyle doing that womb massage trick with the vibrator when he wants to get you pregnant...... my head is spinning 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫

i tripped and fell and yelled and creamed ohhhhhh my godddd??? the womb massage (from this fic) was so lethal i genuinely am losing my mind right now at this 😭

kyle’s got your ankles hooked on his shoulders while he drills you and digs the wand on your womb, watching as your eyes roll to the back of your skull, or the way you claw at the sheets in desperation, or how you’ve got your jaw dropped for thousands of soundless moans—

or how kyle’s got you in reverse cow girl, with your legs pried open by his own so he can bully his cock in or flick your clit while his other hand is so consistent with massaging your womb, coaxing you to cum once more. you’ve lost count of how many times you’ve cum and squirted, but the sheets are a mess and the wand is about to die with loss of battery, but kyle’s not done yet—

or how kyle’s got you on your knees, your upper torso is pressed flush on the the bed, but he’s got your lower torso arched up to prop the toy on the underside of your belly, teasing so insistently that you are torn between the pleasure from your cunt and the muted pleasure from your womb. it’s dizzying and it’s not enough, but not even your most pained sobs can make kyle stop—

pls i am on the floor right neow

I love morning wood. I love feeling it poke me while we're cuddling. I love feeling him rut against my hip in his sleep and spooning him from behind to I can reach into his boxers and play with it and hear his cute noises 💕

I would love to be sitting on someone's lap, filled with cock right now