‘I’d love to feel Evie run her hands all over my naked body and have her delicately sucking on my nipples. She acts all sweet and innocent but I bet she’s a dirty girl on the inside.’
Confession [@swiggle-muffin]
‘I would very much like to come home after a stressful day at work to find Jacob laying on my bed, wearing nothing but his tatty little flat cap and a devilish smirk. He would have the perfect way to help me de-stress: a sensual massage as he growls into my ear all the naughty things he wants to do to me- followed by a good hard fuck. Bliss!’
Confession [@thank-god-its-fryeday]
‘Ever since I found out that Jacob actually was bisexual, I have been shipping him with Arno non-stop. Pretty sure those two likes it rough and dirty. ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)’
‘I’m not into choking but why do I get so aroused imagining Jacob with his hand around my neck? Not really squeezing it but enough to remind me of his strength? GOD I’d love to be fucked by him from behind. We’re both facing a mirror and he has one hand around my neck. All the while he’s growling, “You like this, don’t you? Your fragile little neck that I can snap with one hand. Being under my mercy. You’re such a dirty girl.”’
‘I imagine Jacob to be really ‘handsy’. Fingering and stroking is certainly his favorite foreplay tactic. He’d make you come easily. Then clean up the mess with his tongue 😛’
Confession [@swiggle-muffin]
‘Crawford Starrick gives me the chills. The way his voices remains low and even despite the rage burning in his eyes. The way he seamlessly controls London from behind his desk while enjoying a cup of tea. The way he smooths the wrinkles out in his suit to make sure he’s perfect for the Queen’s ball and to dominate the world. I would love to be controlled by him. His smoldering eyes, his rough hands, his heavy breathing as he wordlessly pins me against the wall. Mm.’
‘All I want for my birthday is having sex with Crawford and Jacob. Being their cum slut is one of my very fantasies.’
‘I’d love to have Jacob completely undone, to dominate him in one of the rare instances where he needs someone else to make the decisions and take control. To hear him begging, my name dripping from his lips as I take my time to tease him. The slowest motions and kisses, feather light on his rough skin as sweat begins to cover his body. When I feel he’s finally about to burst, I let him know it was okay to release, leaving him exhausted but sated.’
‘I want to have loud sex with Jacob on the train while Evie and Henry have loud sex in another car. Both Fryes trying to make their partners the loudest with pleasure’