Sorry But You're Going To Have To Submit To The Mortifying Ordeal Of Telling The Domme What You Want

So what are your weekend plans?

Me:……

sketch

im online (threat)

Ok it's very funny to laugh at Tuxedo Mask for showing up and doing nothing, but his job was never to actually fight the monsters.

His job was just to show up and believe in Sailor Moon so overwhelmingly resolutely that she remembers she's a fucking demigod long enough for HER to fight the monsters.

Because she's the only one strong enough to do it in the first place, and in this regard Tuxedo Mask is the first example of being "Kenough" in this essay I will

God, there is nothing better than making her orgasm before she wanted to.

When he holds your thighs open like a good boy as he goes to town on your cunt 🥴🥴 lapping at your clit like a damn dog (fitting, because he's your bitch), moaning into your pussy about how good you taste and how long he's dreamed of doing this as he slides a finger into you. Adds another. Curls them, moving them in and out as his lips suck on your clit.

When he helps you lay down against the pillows because he wants you as comfortable as possible before that damn mouth of his is making you writhe, your hips bucking upwards to meet his tongue, and he pulls away to wipe your cum off his lips; grinning madly as you lay shaking with your thighs around his face, and you swear you could cum again seeing that devilish, pussydrunk smile.

You in her dms, so am I. She ain't responding to no one bro.

could be us🖤