You won't let me go. As long as we're together, you're glued to my side, climbing into my lap, or otherwise hanging all over me. It's almost childish, but still cute. I've never had a problem with your excessive physical contact, especially as it keeps your soft, sweet-scented body pressed against mine. Whether it's toes playing tag under the table while we eat, or interlacing fingers while we brush our teeth in the morning, it seems like we always have to be connected in some way. And as would seem obvious, that connection often becomes risqué very quickly.

You like to climb into my lap and snuggle after a shower, your hair still damp as I absent-mindedly stroke it, listening to your contented murmurs as you settle in. And hey, if that turns into you gently grinding your pajama-clad crotch on my thigh, which leads into kissing, which in turn becomes needy, saccharine cuddlefucking, I won't complain either.

You straddle my lap and demand attention while I'm working or gaming as well, often winding up purring with relief as you settle yourself onto my cock, eyes rolling back in your head as I continue over your shoulder. Your hips slowly, lazily roll in my lap, plunging me cautiously, comfortably into you.

If I'm lying on the couch, scrolling Tiktoks or checking my emails, it's about a 50-50 chance whether I find you crawling into my arms to snuggle and make out for hours on end, or clambering onto my face to ride my tongue to a delicious, selfish orgasm.

And of course, we're entangled from dusk till dawn in the cosy love nest that is our bed. Legs entwined, arms around each other, spooning or face to face. Every inch that could be touching one another, is. Sometimes we drift off to sleep with me inside you, that ultimate symbol of connection and codependency. Whichever way you slice it, I'll be the first thing you see in the morning - and vice versa.

Hi! I'm Alex, 29. As I was writing this post, I realised that the girlfriend I was writing ended up sounding like a particularly affectionate cat; if you want to continue in that direction, I'm fine with it. Catgirls are sweet, but! By no means necessary. Humans more than welcome. I just want to explore this super comfy dynamic that came to me while scrolling DPP. If you'd just like to chat about what it might look like or what might be nice about it, that's fine too. I have a lot of thoughts and half-formed scenarios floating around my head.

I want to play around with a few kinks I don't normally. Size difference (big, broad, hung boyfriend, curvy, tight, shortstack girlfriend?), cock warming, and (gentle, blissful) sexual exhaustion being the main ones.

As always I am an absolute sucker for sweetness, tenderness, affection, using pet names, stroking and playing with hair and face, fingers in mouths, praise, kissing, grinding, groping and teasing, clothing play (I'm big on, like, sexy lingerie but for this prompt comfy pajamas, oversized t-shirts etc are the name of the game).

Less mainstream, more optional kinks include cum play, mild DDlg (nicknames in the 'who's Daddy's little princess' vein only, no regression or anything), creampies and breeding, lactation, spanking, squirting, ball sucking and other rougher stuff that might be difficult to fit in to this prompt. If anything in this paragraph floats your boat and feels like it'd make sense, lemme know.

Limits are cruel stuff, butt stuff, toilet stuff and notable age gaps (I prefer partners in my 'Tinder swipe range' of 24-34). Not specifically looking for dom/sub stuff either, but if you'd prefer it I'm happy to take a gentle dom role.