Thick tongue lapping at your gushing hole, slurping up the sweet liqueur that you leak as you whine, puffy clit pulsing under his rough touch as you mewl out his name.
“So fucking good,” he would slur, drunk on the pure taste of you as his muscle prods at your entrance, licking among the gummy walls as he practically whines.
“S-Si,” you quip, voice shaky as you buck your hips against his face, stubble rubbing against the plush of your thighs, scratching the sensitive skin. Every inch of you is on fire, fuelled by the simplicity of his tongue lapping at your cunt.
He slurs against you, suckling at your sensitive nub, your thighs quivering in agony at the sheer pleasure.
“Give it to me, baby,” he would coo desperately against your mound, wet heat radiating off onto him. You would simply tighten your grip around his cheeks and he knew he had you, your pussy clenching around nothing as you gushed your sweetness, his tongue eager to collect everything you give him.
“That’s my girl,” he would say, gently stroking your stomach affectionately.
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boyfriend! theo who gazes up at you with those intense, dead eyes as he kisses the inside of your thighs, leaving bite marks in his wake.
boyfriend! theo who uses his lips, tongue, and fingers to fuck you until you're crying, whining, and squirming.
boyfriend! theo who whimpers and moans as you ride his face like you'd ride his cock.
boyfriend! theo who groans in pleasure against your folds when you tug at his hair, feasting like the munch that he is.
boyfriend! theo who intertwines your fingers together while you're riding his face cause he's romantic like that, murmuring how much he loves you, how perfect you are, how you're such a good girl for him.
boyfriend! theo who is rutting against the bed to ignore his own need cause he won't even think about fucking you until you've cum on his tongue at least three times.
boyfriend! theo who laughs when you're too afraid to put your full weight on him in case he can't breathe.
boyfriend! theo who tells you that he can hold his fucking breath if it means he gets to gorge himself on your taste.
boyfriend! theo who licks and sucks at you while offering you a hit of his joint.
boyfriend! theo who pulls you back in by your ankles when you try to squirm away from him, whining that you're too sensitive, you can't take anymore. it's too much, please, please.
boyfriend! theo who tells you that he's not done eating and that you'll take all of it, you've got another one in you, and that you've had enough when he says you've had enough.
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