barely conscious, body warm and pliant, drifting between murky dreams and reality. rough hands sliding over skin, pushing you open, spreading you wider. a slow, teasing grind against you, voice low and syrup-thick all, "you don’t have to wake up, sweetheart just let me use you.”
Feeling our bodies lust for each other while having intimate sex and fulfilling each others needs. Soft moans into their ears and whispering dirty secrets driving them over the edge. I want you so badly. I can't hold myself back, let me fill you up and claim you as mine princess.