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The build up.
The excitement.
The nerves.
The feeling like he was walking on a live wire, and he wasn’t sure if it would shock him.
He traced her collarbone with his fingers while he stared in her eyes. Deep pools of grey that just kept going. He couldn’t figure out what she was thinking, and that made it more enticing. More confusing. More addicting.
She smiled that little, “I win” smile. You know the one- it starts with a smirk, and ends with sparkling eyes, slowly turning darker as she gets excited.
There was no need for words, their minds had synced by this point and they were each anticipating the next move made by the other, and yet, hoping they’d be surprised.
He slowly started running his fingers up and down the center of her chest, while she played with his hair. Ever so slowly.
You don’t want to rush these things.
He gulped as he leaned in, deciding he had to make the first move, or she’d just give him a heart attack by simply remaining.
Her eyes slowly blinked. Almost like when you’re ready to go to sleep, but not quite.
You’re zoning out, but you’re also more present and more connected than you ever are during the day.
He ran his fingers down through her hair as he tilted her chin up towards him, and.....
Part 2?
-OtWC
Talk to me in a baby voice.
Call me momma or mommy.
Call me miss if you’re in trouble.
Ask for spankings if you need them.
Crawl after me and beg me for cuddles in a little voice.
Submit to momma and let her milk you.
Ask me to rim you and play with your little boy hole.
Tell mommy she’s the bestest girl ever and you need to serve.
Wake me with little licks, and pant like the bitch you are.
Dress mommy and let her examine her pet’s body.
Ask me to humiliate you because you worship me.
Tell me you want mommy in charge of your money and to give you your allowance.
Let me have another mommy over to whip my boy and watch him lick her.
Kiss mommy goodnight and then keep her feet warm like a good boy.
And about a million other things.
~OtWC
(There wasn’t enough MD/LB relationship stories for me, and I’m crazy into it, so either I have to experience it or write it)
All day, errday.
Gimme a lil boy! 🤗🤗🤗🤗
It’s not because I actually want to do them, it’s because I want to hear you say, “No, baby, you’re too little for that.“