With a soft giggle, she stepped over before settling on his lap.
"What do you want me to do for you?"
"Have a feel, Daddy."
She couldn’t help but laugh, though she honestly did like the gift. “I’m glad I could please you with my arse.”
WHAT A FUCKING PATHETIC PIECE OF TRASH I AM SO HAPPY RIGHT NOW
I want you crazy. I want you so jealous you would kill any man who touched me. I want you so angry you wouldn’t know whether to hit me or kiss me. I want you so hungry you would eat me alive. I want you so vulnerable you would cry at my feet before I walked away. I want you so in love you would die rather than let me go.
I want you so broken that only I could ever love you.
I actually really want to roleplay violent things. Even a forceful relationship. I don’t mind. I want to roleplay everything. Be it good things or bad things. Throw things at my character, slap them, hug them, kiss them, say mean things about them, anything, really. Make me cry, make me laugh. I really just want to roleplay all kinds of things.