It's a bit much, I know. I mean, not once did I mention chains, beatings, pain, or even discomfort. But this ludicrously vanilla fantasy is mine, dammit, and I'm sticking to it, especially if we can make it ours.

I mean, it's a good thought, y'know? The playful ruffle of my hands in your hair, affectionate grins and whispered, terrible puns as I lower myself in for a kiss, mingled with the faint roughness of my hands arranging your legs just so, and sliding in without breaking the kiss. It's the warmth that's the best, I've always thought, that moment when I go a little fuzzy and when you can feel me gripping a little shakily before I groan, chuckle, or both. It's the warmth that makes me want to curl you up into a little happy ball, and not stop happily thrusting, kissing, and letting my fingers wander-ing until we melt into a puddle of happy lust together.

And, perhaps slightly selfishly, there are few sensations more delicious than wrapping my arms around you in a bear hug and simply enveloping you while I fill you to the hilt with similarly warm and melty things.

It's not all fun and games, though; I'm a notorious snuggler, and have a bad habit of wanting to tease you gently, possibly even up to the point of rolling you into a blanket burrito and using the world's most awful animal puns to get you laughing.

It's a bit much. But perhaps we might just be the same kind of weird, just enough to enjoy exploring this together.

Please feel free to drop me a message whenever, whether you're interested or whether you're simply unable to resist asking for one of those puns. Cheers, and thanks for reading!

-Werewizard