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Okay fantasy of the day <3
People don’t talk about dry humping enough. Clothes can be so sexy, you just gotta use them to your advantage.
Like licking through underwear, making a little wet spot with my tounge, or grinding while we are both moderately clothed
Like that’s so hot
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Hurt me until you leave marks on my body then hold me gently and tell me im your most prized possession and you love me pretty please
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I finally made this cute leaflet with aftercare instructions to give you after the session. I would like to stress that rose petals and heroin are props and I don’t distribute any 💀
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Laying together after sex, giggly and sleepy and gently touching each other’s face and hair and whispering embarrassingly lovey shit, looking at you with so much love in my eyes that I feel like I could cry, giving you little kisses all over your face when I can’t put my overwhelming feelings into words, hugging you tightly and laughing at your stupid jokes and just. Being happy
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Boys that fuck you nasty style and then hold you and stroke your hair and whisper how much they love you 💜
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i feel like aftercare should also be reassuring one another and feeling that sense of warmth and safety 🍲
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My beloved boar returns once more! Hello, dear. It’s been a while. Lovely to hear from you again. And my what sweet words you bring in your wake. Caring, considerate, and viciously attracted to me? Be careful now, if you’re too good to me, I won’t want to let you come and go as much as you do.
This is such a lovely question to ask. I do want to mention something here very quickly if I can. I am very much a dom top, and I feel as though we can sometimes forget to be as giving to our dom tops in terms of aftercare, as dom tops are expected to give to subs.
In any form of play, all partners should receive their aftercare. All of them. Sexual partners of any kind all deserve the care they need to feel good when leaving the interactions. Please don’t forget that.
That being said, my favorite form of aftercare is definitely laying my head on someone’s chest, and being held. But, in the (rare) times I do sub, I like to hold my dom. Talk about what I call “the highlight reel” of things they found particularly enjoyable. Make sure they liked all of it, and that nothing felt off. And I’m really funny after sex, so I like to make whoever I’m with laugh.
Aftercare fantasy is taking a bath together. Fucking love baths. I want a hugeeee bathtub some day so I can soak in a giant bathtub and feel luxurious. That’s luxury to me baby.
I am keeping very well, my boar. You are so very kind asking a question like this. I appreciate when this kind of care is extended to me. Tugs on my heart strings. When you leave my halls today, I’ll be sure you leave with plenty of kisses on that cute nose of yours.
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Aftercare is always important the issue is I forget that when it comes to myself. Lowkey why am I so bad at managing myself, lowkey need to get a grip on myself. Fuck my chud life guys. This was a learning lesson that will be applied
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Bro tops really need aftercare. I never really thought much about it cause I always thought I’d bottom (Callous and naive, I know).
But recently I lost my V card, and I topped the whole way, and god I’ve never felt so much like trash.
Nothing. We’re both AFAB so I used hands and I never got to y'know, which WOULD be okay but since then they’ve basically said they only did it cause “fuck it we ball.”
I WAS VERY VULNERABLE TOO. NOT JUST YOU.
If I’m topping I NEED you to want to cause if you lie it’s MY fault. You GAVE enthusiastic consent to everything we did, and now you’re saying you only did it for “fuck it we ball,” ?
And I’m not good here. I only did it to lose my V card. But oh my god, I tried so hard, I made you come, you sounded so into it, and now you’re acting like it was nothing!
I know it’s FWB, I KNOW it’s casual, but oh my god. I’m not supposed to care but for some reason I feel like I’ve been cheated. We AGREED THAT WE’D SOMEDAY DO THIS WEEKS IN ADVANCE. I COMPLETELY disregarded that I didn’t want to at all so that we could get it over with. Now I’m TRAPPED cause if I leave after jerking you off in your GRANDPARENTS’ HOME I’m breaking trust.
I KNOW you’re traumatized by sex. I understand. But god, please, I also did this. It wasn’t just you.
Just say IT WAS GOOD. Or IT WAS FINE. Or anything! Anything! God I hate you right now I hate you I hate you I hate you
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This mentions the idea of aftercare for masturbation, and I think it’s worth considering.
I know that the times I don’t care for myself afterwards I can end up in a pretty terrible headspace.
Take care of yourself.
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Aftercare, Taivan style.
[[MORE]]Taissa unclasped Van’s ankles from their cuffs, and Van nearly collapsed. “I’ve got you, handsome.” Tai grabbed Van’s thighs, being careful to not move too quickly. She scooted Van further up the bed until they were fully prone on the mattress. She untied her scarf from Van’s wrists and kissed each of Van’s hands before guiding them to lay at their sides.
Taissa took a step back to take in the sight before her. Van was breathing heavily, though less rapidly. The belt marks on their ass were taking on the hue of their burn scars. The blush that was spread on their body when they came was fading, revealing more and more freckles in their wake. Taissa could hardly bear to turn away. “You’re so fucking beautiful. Please don’t move a muscle. I will be right back, gorgeous.”
Taissa walked to the kitchen where she took a long drink of water. She refilled her glass and rinsed out her mouth. She wetted a towel she fished out of a drawer, and went to the pantry. After grabbing a couple of snacks, she came back into the bedroom.
“You asleep? I come bearing gifts.” Tai wiggled a bottle of Gatorade and a bag of Gushers as she walked to the bedside.
Van tried to reach for the bottle of Gatorade, but their hand was still quivering. “Let me, love.” Taissa said.
She held the bottle to Van’s lips, where they took some deep pulls. Tai set the bottle on the nightstand and wiggled the fruit snacks.
“You never let me eat snacks in bed.” Van smiled and obediently opened their mouth. Tai placed a couple of snacks between their smiling lips.
Tai shrugged. “Gushers for my gusher, I guess.”
Van burst out in laughter before wincing. Tai dabbed their tender skin with the towel. “You really were incredible, Van.” She hummed.