god i’m in such a soft domme mood

like, c’mere baby. let me make you feel good. lemme kiss your nose and your cheeks and your chin before i kiss you properly. sit in my lap so i can run my fingers through your hair, trailing one hand down to hold your hip and guide you as you start to get needy and grind against me. let me touch you everywhere but where you need it most, teasing you until you’re begging me for it