“I wish I could find the right way to tell her that at the end of a really stressful week I’d love nothing more than to just sit and laugh with her on her living room floor.”
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if somebody held their arms out to me and softly told me “c’mere” i would simply break down
you deserve people who listen to you ramble. you deserve people who love it when you’re excited, when you’re happy. you deserve people who check up on you and wish to see you well, people who not only accept you for who you are - but rejoice in it.
Sexual tension is so hot. Two people trying to make each other desperate with so much teasing and things left unsaid, until one of them can’t take it anymore and pushes the other against the wall and fucks them hard while telling them how long they’ve waited for it