I struggle so hard with my dual cravings sometimes.
On one hand, I dream of those sweet, romantic dates: picnic in the park, sharing ice cream, slow dancing in the kitchen to old songs, falling asleep cuddled up watching movies... just pure, tender connection.
Buuuuut on the other hand, I fantasize about pinning you against the wall the second we're alone, choking you while I fuck you senseless, making you beg for release only after I've edged you for hours and marked every inch of your body as mine.
And the worst part? I don't want to choose-I want both, intensely, with the same person.
