settling myself on your boot to grind, hands around your thigh and wide expectant eyes, your hand soft on my cheek for just a beat, only to shove me off and kick me square in the cvnt instead ughhim drooling
Flirting by offering to sign a contract which details my consent to anything and everything their rotted, vulgar mind could conjure up - even if it means I’m left a pretty, defiled corpse at the end.
Sex that starts off slow and sensual but because you can't help yourselves it turns into your filthiest, roughest, hate-fuck coded I'm-going-to-Hell-for-sure sex so far.