"Ah, I drank. Insatiably I drank.
But I was filled up also, with too much
world, and, drinking, I myself ran over." - Rilke
This is a blog dedicated to my few hedonistic delights, so expect a lot of John Simm, David Tennant, tongue-in-cheek objectification of the human form, and smutty gifs. And the rare moment of substance.
In real life, I'm a quiet, socially repressed, asexual academic. You can call me toodlepip or V.
Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
Banner: But why me and why Sesame Street?
Coulson: Well, they are colorful creatures. You know… like… the Other Guy.
(Source: dancys)
John’s tied down.
And David’s taking his time.
For what feels like ages, he just gently rocks his hips. God, he’s hardly moving at all.
At the beginning of the game there might’ve been some exchange regarding just how long it would take John to break down and beg.
Perhaps, in that case, he ought to be grateful to have the pressure of David’s mouth against his own. Bruising his lips and rubbing his skin raw.
And muffling all of those needy little noises that John had started making, oh, roughly half an hour ago.
Could be constituted as cheating.
Especially with John sucking on David’s tongue the way he is.
Luckily, he seems utterly and absolutely unwilling to mind, for the moment.
