you look like a hot pizza. a hot PIZZA ASS
AnonymousDAMN right, brah.
AnonymousWhat is it specifically about stuff like that that triggers you? Mostly just so I know how to tag posts in the future.
Anonymousany of it. literally all of it, the idea of it, the change, even just vaguely brining it up, it all sends me into total fear and anxiety
especially crucial when like, things are being change, like painted or moved in and such
but i need it all tagged and im r eally sorry
There are plenty of nice daddy dom type of folks out there that would be happy to experiment with you! Who knows where you'll meet one. They are everywhere. I bet Ninja Brian is one. That's a joke. But you never know... (Still a joke. And yet...)
AnonymousYells. Anon n O. Buries face in hands.
Have you ever seriously considered daddy kink? You just seem like the type to be into it, probably, maybe.
AnonymousNot… S e r i o u s l y??? I mean. I dunno. It’s one thing, like, needing to be taken care of, because I suck at life, but. I dunno. Maybe. I dunno.
They'd run their hands down your sides, dragging their nails very gently over your sides, kissing your neck lightly and laving attention onto that pretty skin. They'd nibble over your neck, sliding hands up into your hair and gently tugging. Murmuring questions about what you want done.
AnonymousAnything, anything. I’ll do fucking anything.
Mm good good, and they're grateful to have your trust. They'd slowly slide their hand up your shirt, pushing it off and only moving away from you long enough to take it off and toss it aside. Where are you most sensitive hm? They'd probably know but I'm curious.
AnonymousOh, oh, um. Sides, and neck. Hair. Stuff.
I'm sure they'd love that, getting affection from their boy is their favorite thing after all. Since he's so sweet and whatnot. They'd kiss you slowly, maybe grope you a little, pushing you closer to them while they kissed you. Then they'd kiss down your jaw, tracing a line of kisses to your collar.
AnonymousOh, fuck. Yeah, yeah, dude. I’d let ‘em do fuckin’ whatever to me, 'cuz if I trust 'em enough to collar the fuck out of me, then I’ll be happy to… Let 'em do anything.
It's okay cutie, you don't have to add anything. Maybe after you'd been sitting there for a little while, they'd pull you into their lap, hook their fingers into your collar and pull while they kiss you. Hand on your lower back, rubbing just at your spine before they're murmuring affection and love to you.
AnonymousOhhh. Ohhh, man, yeah. (I fucking love you, collar anon.) But shit, like, I’m so fuckin’ clingy when I’m getting loved on.
When they get home, maybe they'd drag you up for a kiss, two fingers hooked in your collar as they tug you up to your feet. They'd want you at their side while they made dinner, and then you'd go watch a movie, sit together nice with your head in their lap. Maybe they'd hold your collar, stroke your hair with the other hand.
AnonymousA-ah. Yeah. Yes. Sorry I’m not adding much, I just, I um.
It’s really nice to think about.