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I need a boyfriend. I need a GUY IN MY BED. I NEED US TO BOTH BE THERE. It'd be good, and we'd be so sweet to each other in public and in the dark. It could be the moonlight shining in or pure darkness, and he'd be loved, AND ID BE LOVING HIM GOD. It'd start off slow, and of course, the fan is on, but, as if there's music playing that only we can hear between the heavy breathing, there'd be some transformation, some force. (ok, maybe in some of these, someone is a supernatural creature....we'll cross that bridge when we get to it). There's aggression, sweat follows with the scene, and we're both being praised even if we can't get any actual words out. It's good, and we're no longer deprived, and we'd get to be genuine. It wouldn't be ugly, it could be beautiful in the eyes of the beholder, of course, that is true. All that would matter is that it's us. He makes my hips buck, and I can't help but feel embarrassed and relieved. Godddddd I'd fuck him sweetly against any surface and I'd caress his hair out of his face so he could see himself (CEILING MIRRORRRRR) and how beautiful he looks when I eat him out. And we'd be joyful once more as we watched something and we'd shower together, and I'd get any of the parts of him that were still fresh or a bit bruised. Gently, it'd be love. I'd make sure the towels were warm after we got out (it's called pre-planning and putting the towels in the dryer so they're really nice after) and he'd reassure any doubts or worries I couldn't seem to shake. FUCK ITD BE NICE.

And then, ideally, all of this would be actually happening, and I wouldn't be able to finish this post... ONE DAY