I deeply enjoy when a couple has been going at it for hours. the bottom is out of their mind, babbling, whining, and completely dazed, while the top is completely exhausted and panting, their hips and thighs ache from the long relentless fucking, but they can't stop because—
I love codependency in my ships. I love when they can't breathe without the other. I love when they completely abandon themselves for the other. I love when their identity is practically absorbed into the other. I love when they don't even know who they are without the other.
Mean bottoms.. so hot. Sitting in the top’s lap and just teasing, grinding on his bulge, kissing him slowly and lazy then pulling away like he has all the time in the world while the top’s hands are shaking on his hips…