The Things I'd Do To My Bias: I want to carefully lay him down and kiss him with the utmost passion. I want to make sure he's as comfortable as he could ever be. I want to watch him as he shivers at my every touch. I want to watch him undress himself as that innocent look hangs on his face. I want him to be nervous. I want him to tell me when he's ready. I want him to command my every move. I want to please him. I want to touch every inch of him as slowly as he'll let me. I want to admire his beauty; all of it. I want him to lay there, and I want to watch until he decides that it's time to move on. I want to feel his hands against my shaky own as his face becomes red at the realization that he's actually doing that. I want him to tell me every little thing that I do right and wrong. I want to tell him how beautiful he is, and how much I would never want that moment to end. I would close my eyes for a moment and wonder if it was a dream, only to open them again and realize that it was actually happening. I want him to lower himself on me as slowly or as quickly as he wants. I want to watch his face as he moves on me. I want to touch him lovingly and sensuously as he's doing all of this. I want to hear his small moans and whimpers. I want to hear him whisper my name. I want to feel his skin against mine, and the pants from his throat as he's ready to finish. I want him to collapse on top of me with the most perfect look on his face I could imagine. And then I'd want him to stay there with me and never get up, just so I could stare at him until I die.
OH MY GOD I SWEAR IF I SEE ONE MORE IDIOT TRYING TO DANCE TO GANGNAM STYLE I WILL PERSONALLY APPROACH THEM, PULL DOWN THEIR PANTS, KNOCK THEM ON THE GROUND, THROW BIG BANG ALBUMS AT THEM, KICK THEM REPEATEDLY AND YELL “ARE YOU READY TO BINGO?”
posted 9:19 pm on Tuesday, October 23, 2012 with 11 notes