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His hands are so much bigger than mine.
At one point in the night I sleepily wrapped all my fingers around one of his like a bb 🥹😍
Remember, you can disappear into the woods whenever you want. You’re an adult.
🐦🔗: https://twitter.com/DothTheDoth/status/1619062053251203073
There’s nothing more heavenly than when you take your time with someone you feel immense connection to - explore every curve, kiss them passionately and bite their hips. Then finally you get to taste them. ♥️
🐦🔗: https://twitter.com/vonbettie/status/1619183652101066752
It’s basically impossible to not focus my thoughts on love. Like a mantra, a singular focus.
Using my witchy powers to glue our bodies and spirits together.
I never thought I was a night time cuddler before I met Billy. All the years I slept with Beau it was each person on their own side of the bed.
Sleeping w Billy will never get old. He holds me all night. Gently snoring &purring when I pet his head. I feel so safe. So wanted.
gold star bisexual because i’ve had sex with all* the genders
It’s weird how my #polyam relationships seem to have opposing ebbs + flows.
Like, things with Billy are really wonderful just as things with Queue get tough again.
It’s strange to hold so many conflicting emotions in one evening. I wonder how others cope with this?
I woke up pawing for him — my little needy hands awake before my brain.
Last night Billy and I watched a scary movie and then snoozed in each others arms before he had to go home.
Time with him feels warm again. Comfortable.