In Heat
Added 2021-08-31 10:23:27 +0000 UTCA post about arousal, and need, and fixations.
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This wasn’t usual for you. Your dominant’s very presence was making you horny. Needy. Every word from their lips, in that soft but authoritative tone, was making your body want to quiver and squirm. It was all you could do to stop yourself from touching.
As they pointed to the ground, you felt your knees buckle, hastily obeying the unspoken command to kneel. You felt your body grinding and thrusting, as you just knelt there, watching them, watching the words they were saying. It didn’t matter what the words were.
You were too far gone by now to care about what they said. Your mind was lost in a hazy heat of arousal. Completely overpowered by the need that was swelling inside you. Their thumb slipped inside your mouth, and you were instantly sucking.
Hungry. Needy. Desperate. All of your arousal was being pushed to that one finger, like it was the source of all the pleasure in the universe. And it felt so good to have some relief. If you had any awareness, you might have noticed your own hands, touching yourself.
But all you could focus on was the thumb in your mouth, and the pleasure that was such a heady high that your whole body felt like it was pulsing. Quivering. But eventually, the thumb was withdrawn, and you had to go back to squirming, left in heat. Desperate.
