Cock’n’suit. Best part of any day. (Although, precum, rope and a flogger would make my life complete.)
Good lord, I’m literally trying not to slide to my knees at my desk.
Suit porn at its finest.
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I want. To drive you mad, to make you squirm, to make you beg and plead and weep for release. To see your hands struggle with the restraints, your hips buck and rotate. I want.
Luscious veiny veins.
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And if a woman should say she doesn’t want to have children at all, the world is apt to go decidedly peculiar: ‘Ooooh, don’t speak too soon,’ it will say - as if knowing whether or not you’re the kind of person who desires to make a whole other human being in your guts, out of sex and food, then have the rest of your life revolve around its welfare, is a breezy, ‘Hey - whevs’ decision. Like electing to have a picnic on an unexpectedly sunny day or changing the background picture on your desktop. ‘When you meet the right man, you’ll change your mind, dear,’ the world will say, with an odd, aggressive smugness.
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- Caitlin Moran, “How to Be a Woman” (via Buffy Plays With Demons)
I’m old enough to have made my decision to stay childfree forever, regardless of relationship status. Yet, people will still tell me I’ll change my mind when I meet the right man. As if I’m incapable of making decision on my own. As if I couldn’t possibly make a final decision based on my wishes.
This infuriates me to no end.
I’m on a genderqueer bender! GIVE THEM ALL TO ME. I will love them and hug them and call them George. Oh George! I will punish them good.
what the hell, guys?! (found this on facebook)
Oh my god, he looks stunning.
And here he is! The not-sissified, magnificently hot, genderqueer awesome man I’d like to get my hands on for an afternoon of pure delight.
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Or, pinning her down will really drive her insane, because she hates that shit. And she will resent you, because you violated her, or she will stop fucking you because you are a dweeb, or she will (wrongly) learn to believe that it is her duty as a woman to please and to aquiesce, whether she likes it or not.
People should fucking learn that blanket statements about what girls (or boys) like is stupid and wrong.
Anyone who tries to pin me down WHEN I DON’T WANT TO will be maimed, and not in a happy fun way.
I get so furious I can’t even write coherently.
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Hear, hear!
Yeah, unless she’s one of the many, many, many, many girls who fucking hate being called ‘baby’.
I’m increasingly tired of these; the most ridiculous ones are always targeted at young, clueless, can’t-tell-a-clit-from-a-claw hammer heterosexual males. Like that ‘be rough in bed, hold her down, she’ll like it’ one. Sure, with one girl that’s great sex; with another, it’s rape.
You really want to be a condescending asshole rapist? Really? You honestly feel we need more of those?
Find your own answers; don’t listen to this bullshit.
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I love the light here, and his curve, and how I can imagine walking in to the bedroom, only to immediately pounce the boy and bite his delicious ass.
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I don’t know if he’s going make it ’til 5:00!
I can never not reblog a nice suit’n’cock.
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