I swear I never planned on falling for you, the amount of scars left on my canvas of a body wouldn't let me. There were too many scraped knees and bloody plasters but now I would give you a thousand chances to swallow my heart whole if it meant I get to hear those little, childish stories of your past. Even the ones that leave a bitter taste in my mouth filled with ex lovers.
I want to keep on seeing the world with you, I want to hold your hand while we climb mountains in Iceland, cross vast rivers, sail the ocean (more like fly it), i want to live gracefully, grow old with you.
I want to bike across Europe and catch a glimpse of your bike next to mine,
horseback the country of America once more whether it'd be an actual horse or a unicorn.
I want to drive with you over the lines we've traced across all these different countries, to retrace every single of our steps, to make new memories in the most obscure places, to press my lips against yours in a German rain, touch your skin with the sun rays shinning down on us in Mallorca,
I'll go with you to all the beds we've laid on, slept on, kissed on and explored each other.
Where gasps escaped both of our lungs and hands gripped the sheets, my hair, your hair, my toes curled up.
Seb, I want to mark my territory on you, purposely biting too hard, sucking on your neck, leaving pretty little bruises.
Your cock twitching, starting to get bigger, lick the sensitive parts of my body, lick my breasts, suck on them, me grabbing one of your hands, putting them between my thighs,
Your tongue licking, me pulsing, your fingers scraping, my legs wrapped around you,
Please bring me to the edge, slip your tongue inside, baby,
I want a gasp, a scream of ecstasy escaping my mouth while shivers run down my spine.
I'll unbutton and unzip your trousers and take off your pants and you'll to watch me lick the head of your hard cock while caressing with my hands, you groaning, my hair on your firm hands, I take you all in with my cold little slutty mouth, you're groaning more, I don't want you to come yet,
I want more, I want you, I want to be fucked by you and I want you to
rip everything else off, throw me around, bend me over, slap my arse, make it red, wrap a hand around my throat, hair half a mess, and bury yourself in deep.
Fuck me. Pound me, Sebastian...
Somehow press me down and wrap your hands around my ribs,
leave me drenched in sweat, your hand finding itself between my thighs again,
play with me, I'll tighten myself around your cock.
You and I tangle up in the tightest kinds of knots.
Your cock drives into my core, grabbing sheets as I ask for you to slap my arse more and a little harder, hold yourself deep inside me please, don't be afraid of hurting me, I want it
One final pounding thrust and I'll change my mind and I want my mouth on you again, I want a taste, a quick flick of my tongue, let me slide my lips down your cock and suck you
Your taste is my favourite
When we get like this, I felt weak in my knees,
You'll probably whisper something along the lines of, "I'm so in love with you"
My lungs feel so full
"Marry me" I'll say
You're going to be the death of me
God, you are the beginning and end of every sentence.
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Love of my life,
I miss you, I miss you, I miss you.
Make sure Will is not around when you open these.
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