Aty's Madness.

28th mai 2012

Rien ne veut y rentrer, Rien ne veut y rester

-Aty

28th mai 2012 | 1078 notes

delectatiomorosa:

rolledtrousers:

There is room for delicacy in Dominance. It’s not all hard hands and sore arses. I can assert myself gently, fingers against lips, fingers in mouth, hand against your wrist. It’s about knowing when to build to a crescendo with the cymbal bash, and when to just slide them together, let it build and build into something altogether more satisfying. The orchestra needs the punctuation, but an exclamation mark should be used sparingly.
It’s the delicate moments that let me really know. Anyone submits when there’s a collar around their neck, a cock stuffed deep between their legs and a heavy hand against their body, one wrapped around both wrists and the other tight around their neck. You have no choice, in that moment, because I’ve taken it from you. I don’t care if you willingly submit, because I’ve taken control, seized it with a military coup, all pomp and might and big guns.
Present you with the choice, though, and you’ll submit willingly. You have the choice to pull away, close your lips and stare me down. You can move your head back and you can shake your head. You can reach up and move my hand away. You can say ‘No’. But instead you accept me. No. Not accept. Surrender to. You wave the white flag. You let me win.
I occupy you.

rolledtrousers:

There is room for delicacy in Dominance. It’s not all hard hands and sore arses. I can assert myself gently, fingers against lips, fingers in mouth, hand against your wrist. It’s about knowing when to build to a crescendo with the cymbal bash, and when to just slide them together, let it build and build into something altogether more satisfying. The orchestra needs the punctuation, but an exclamation mark should be used sparingly.

It’s the delicate moments that let me really know. Anyone submits when there’s a collar around their neck, a cock stuffed deep between their legs and a heavy hand against their body, one wrapped around both wrists and the other tight around their neck. You have no choice, in that moment, because I’ve taken it from you. I don’t care if you willingly submit, because I’ve taken control, seized it with a military coup, all pomp and might and big guns.

Present you with the choice, though, and you’ll submit willingly. You have the choice to pull away, close your lips and stare me down. You can move your head back and you can shake your head. You can reach up and move my hand away. You can say ‘No’. But instead you accept me. No. Not accept. Surrender to. You wave the white flag. You let me win.

I occupy you.

(Source : serialstranger)

27th mai 2012

JE T’AIME KEVIN <3!

25th mai 2012 | 6099 notes

filthywetslut:

myredbike:

Kissing. For me it’s one of the sexiest pleasures between two people. I can get so turned on from just kissing that I think my pants will burst at the seems. Take your time and just focus on her without trying to rush through it to get to the naked part.

Watch how she reacts when you use your hands on her face, your lips on her neck, your tongue on her collarbone. Take in the smell of her skin and her hair. Notice how her breathing changes depending on where you put your mouth.

Kissing. It’s highly underrated, but when done correctly, so damn sexy.

^^^^^^^^ this is truer than true. Anyone who wants to fuck me has to kiss me right….

(Source : lifedelight)