i can't let him leave, i won't let him leave.
he'll get down on his knees in front of me, lurching forward to eat me (i'm leaking) and i snatch his hair in my fist, shove him forward and he sucks with fervor, i dig my hips into his mouth and his tongue slips inside me and — he can't move his head from between my legs, as i hold his head to my lips, and he's drowning, he's trying to surface but i don't let him, i hold him there, i hold him, i hold him—
i'll open my legs and wrap them around his waist, a vise grip crushing his hips as he pushes inside me and i swallow him whole, devouring, squeezing tight, his legs shake and he whimpers (he tries pulling out but can't, his skin has bonded to my walls)
i'll swing my legs over his hips and sit astride his own, slamming them down as i feel the veins in his arms singing, his carotid racing as fast as my hips, i'll lean forward and take his throat in my hand (he told me he likes it) and i squeeze, my nails mapping his jugular as he gasps for air as i feel something building inside me, i'm moaning out as i rock my hips harshly, painfully, every inch of him being devoured by my pussy, i squeeze at his neck harder and he's throwing his head back begging for air and body going limp and he swells and swells inside me and then —
everything's still. i'm as full as i've ever been, he's as quiet as he's ever been. i smile softly. i'm all warm, he's starting to feel cold. he can't leave now.
// um. so this got graphic and kinda
fucked up when i really didn't intend
it to at all ooF yeah inspired by my
abandonment issues and leila's animated
scenes from grand army enjoy xx
