Modern au asoiaf aesthetics:  Arya Stark

“Do not let him tell you that your mouth is made for kissing.
Your mouth is made for the articulate frenzy of revolution, for the
crisp shape of kindness, for lurching picket lines and your
solitary war cry in a law school classroom. It is made
for the brutal pucker of dreaming. Do not let him
cradle your jaw in his audacious hands and
tell you that your mouth is anything
less than the soft and violent
devastation of water, stirring.
The next sentence you begin with “I” -
don’t you dare let it end in “love you.” “ - [what girls are made of]


what i really like about hannibal is how it makes you confront the fact that you can explore murder, cannibalism, mutilation, violence and abuse as explicitly as you want on network tv but no homo 

two men in an internecine fling with hideous destruction torturing each other? cool  

two men wanna kiss? on the mouth? NOT ON MY NETWORK  

the whole thing is almost hysterical 

stoner!calum lying on his couch barely looking up at you. The blunt in one hand slowly filling the room. “Babygirl you aren’t about this life,” his other hand trailing up and down your thigh, red eyes and a smile smirk on his lips. Halsey’s song Gasoline playing in the back round. You giggle a little say “ How would you know if I am or not ?” He raises his eyebrows a bit and inhales and hold it in mouth and gestures you for to kiss him. As soon as your lips touch his, he blows the smoke into your mouth. You slowly inhale and giggle as you blow it back into Calum’s face. Calum is laughing at you and puts the blunt in your mouth since you are such a big girl as he put it. You inhale and exhale your stress as Calum gets rock hard.
Turns out stoner girls are his thing.

defcliff0rd wanksclifford

Can’t Wait - Luke Hemmings Smut

Summary: Luke gets a little excited over his girlfriend at the restaurant, and simply cannot wait until he’s home.

A/N: I’m suuuuuuper sorry for not having written in ages. I’ve been so busy but I’ll get back into writing more soon!

Y/N closed her eyes, trying desperately to control the outrageous needs coiling inside of her. This behaviour was not like her boyfriend, Luke. But his soft-voice moans and pleads had made her nipples harden and her panties grow damp.

She looked at Luke through her mascara coated lashes, and whispered. “Please.” 

“You’ve always been the polite one, haven’t you baby?” Her boyfriend replied, his mouth curving as he held the back of her head with his hand, pulling her in to kiss him. Luke’s mouth was hot and wet as he ravished on her lips. He pushed her back onto the leather seat of his car, bringing her hands above her head. 

“Don’t move,” He hissed, reaching beneath her for the zipper of her figure hugging dress. 

Y/N gasped as Luke jerked the dress down violently, causing her breasts to pop out of her bra. 

“Red lace. Mmm,” Luke breathed, before attaching his mouth to one of Y/N’s nipples. He sucked on her whilst his other hand fondled with her alternate breast, a growl escaping his chest as he used his knee to force her thighs apart. 

Luke removed his mouth from his girlfriend’s nipple and threw her dress to the floor of his car, before hooking his slender fingers in her panties and slipping them down. 

“God,” He moaned out. “You’re so beautiful, baby. I couldn’t stay in that restaurant any longer, you in that tight little dress. Fuck, you’re a naughty tease.” Y/N smirked at his words. “Just seeing you smile and laugh, it almost made me hard. I need you.” 

Luke quickly pulled his signature black jeans down to his ankles, along with his boxers and pressed his cock against his girlfriend. Y/N gasped out as she felt Luke’s thick, broad member press into her, stretching her folds and penetrating her. 

“Fuck,” Luke winced out, moving his hips in short, hard thrusts as he squeezed one of Y/N’s breasts. She trembled a little as he pushed deeper, making her moan out. “God, you were made for my cock, Princess.” 

He put his large hands under her hips, lifting her and pressing into her at a different angle, his cock going deeper than before. Luke kissed his girlfriend as he thrust in at a sharp rhythm.

“U-ugh, Luke, Luke, please!” Y/N cried out as her boyfriend looked down at her and slid back in, his lips parted and his breath quick and harsh, his eyes boring into hers. 

Y/N’s breasts bounced with every hard stroke of Luke’s cock and she struggled to catch her breath. Every inch of her tingled with sensation as he thrust quicker, his fingers squeezing the swell of her breast. Luke’s alternate hand moved down, his fingers beginning to stroke her clit. 

“You’re going to come for me baby, right?” He questioned, as Y/N bit down on her lip hard, nodding. 

“Luke fuck!” Y/N cried out. “Too much!” As Luke’s fingers moved fast, she felt her body taut, pleasure crashing over her. She bit down onto Luke’s shoulder as he fucked her through her orgasm, his fingers still on her throbbing clit as he found his release. 

He pulled out as Y/N lay breathless on the back seat, the cool of the leather becoming a nice contrast against her hot skin. Luke moved closer to her again, placing soft kisses to her neck. 

“Let’s get home,” He muttered, lips still attached to her neck. “We need to shower, and clean up, you know?” He cheekily grinned, playfulling hitting her forearm. 

Okay but like stoner!michael as your best friend, and you have no idea he’s a stoner or that he has feelings for you until you show up at his house and he forgot you were coming and he’s stoned out of his mind
He apologizes for not telling you about his habit, saying he didn’t want you to judge him for it
And when you tell him you wanna try it too, his eyes totally light up, from some emotion other than that caused by his high
He hands you an unlit joint and when you struggle to use the lighter, he takes a long drag of his own and presses his lips lazily to yours, and the way he kisses you is anything but lazy, as he breathes the smoke into your mouth and deepens the kiss, making you both feel some other kind of high

for wanksclifford and defcliff0rd roommate/stoner!5sos blurb night

"I Thought the Same"

“ Hey…” Fedor said coming up to Meryl.
“How are you?”

“Great you?” she replied sipping her drink.

“Good. Good.” he said casually while rocking back and forth on his heels. “So cograts on the mirror ball thing.”

“Thank you.” she replied sweetly. Glancing around the room awkwardly Meryl spotted Maks and breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was making his way to her.

“Meryl.” Maks greeted with a big hug and a kiss to the corner of her mouth.

“I am so glad you could make it, Fedor…” Meryl said turning to her ex so she could introduce Maks to him for the first time.
“This is Maksim Chmerkovskiy my boyfriend.”
Gasping at her own words, the trio fell silent.

“ Hi, I am the unaware but happy boyfriend.Nice to meet you.” Maks grinned. “if you don’t mind I am going to have a word with my unaware girlfriend.” Maks chuckled while dragged Meryl away.

“So…” he said stopping once they were out of ear shot.

“I am sorry I don’t know where that came from.” Meryl panicked while covering her face.

“Hey…” he said wrapping his arm around her waist and pulling her to him. “I like the idea of being your boyfriend.”

“You do?” she asked in a small voice.

“Are you serious babe? ” he laughed. “I proposed within 5 minutes of meeting you.”

“Yea but that was you playing around and I didn’t want to get my hopes up.” she admitted.

“Hey…” he said bringing her chin up. “Do you like me?” be asked.
Meryl smiled, nodding shyly.

“And I really like you…so why not do something about it?” he grinned back, stroking her cheek.

“Well we can start by dating…?”

“I mean…I thought the same.” he said shrugging his shoulder, causing her giggle. Gazing thoughtfully at one another for a minute Maks finally bent forward and kissed her.
After a few minutes both pulled away to catch their breath.
“I have been waiting all season to do that.” He breathed, laying his forehead against hers.

“I mean…I thought the same she shot back. Eyes snapping open, Maks looked at her in surprise before both burt out laughing.

‘Finally.’ They both thought returning to the party hand in hand as the fireworks started bursting.
Sitting down and enjoying the display, Maks leaned over and kissed her once more as the finale sparks flew.

BTS Teacher!AU- Jimin (part 3)

Part 1, Part 2

He pushed you against the wall harshly, your back hitting the hard material, as his lips attacked yours roughly. You felt his teeth nip at your bottom lip, making you gasp. Jimin took this as an opportunity to slide his tongue in your mouth. His hands slid up and down your sides, before he managed to slide them into your top, caressing your bare skin.

You moaned into his mouth, eyes fluttering shut, as his hands made their way to your bra-clad breasts, and played with them, pulling the material down so he could tease your nipples.

“Jimin… Stop… We might get caught here…” You replied with a loud moan into his mouth.  He smirked into the kiss, before pulling away, his fingers still teasing you expertly.

“You should have thought about that before you teased me like that…” He whispered, his eyes dark and lustful as they stared at your expression. He knew he wasn’t going to be able to control himself. He wanted to, he knew it was risky, and anyone could see you, but how could he stop himself when you looked so tempting, so beautiful?

“Jimin… Can we not go to your car?” You asked him, as one of his hands travelled down to your butt, and grabbed it tightly with one hand. He chuckled.

“Naughty girl… I doubt I can make it that far… I need you now.” He whispered into your neck, as he kissed it and bit it, and you felt your heart skipping a beat at the same time as your whole body heated up immediately. The things that man did to you.

“We’re going to have to make this quick…” he whispered into your skin, and you nodded, as a soft whimper escaped your lips. Your hands dove under his shirt, and the pads of your fingers felt the precious skin of his abs. You lifted the material slightly, so your eyes could catch a glimpse of the godly torso, and you moaned once you saw it. How could this man be so attractive? Surely it had to be illegal.

“Like what you see?” He asked with a smug expression, and you nodded, biting down onto your lower lip.

“Well, if you are a good girl, maybe next time I’ll let you lick chocolate of them.” He whispered into your ear, making a shiver go down your spine. Your whole body was pulsating with an unquenchable need for him. You needed to feel his body against you, his breath on your skin, you needed him, on you, in you, around you. You needed HIM.

“I’ll be good…” You groaned, your voice becoming thick and husky. You felt an ache between your legs that would only be alleviated by Jimin, and he knew exactly what he was doing to you, building the anticipation.

He looked around quickly, checking for people or security cameras, and then turned to you with a smirk on his lips. He grabbed your body, and flipped you around so your chest and hands were pressed against the walls, while he pressed himself against your back. You could feel his excitement.

Jimin slid his fingers around your body and unbuttoned your shorts, bringing them and your underwear down just slightly, but low enough so that the necessary area was left exposed. You hissed at the sudden coldness hitting your skin, but he merely pinched your butt cheek, before unbuttoning his pants, and sliding them down slightly with his underwear.

You heard him rip a packet open, and the rolling of rubber material, and you bit your lip expectantly, your eyes fluttering shut.

“Ready?” He growled into your ear, before pushing against you. You felt him slide inside you slowly, and hissed at the suddenly sensation of his large member filling you up completely.

“Ah… Mr. Park….” You moaned, trying to keep your voice as low as possible so you didn’t get discovered. He thrusted his hips into you harshly, pushing you into the wall, and groaned.

“Call me that again…” He growled into your ear. And you repeated the name, making him begin pumping into and out of you quickly, his hips picking up speed with every thrust. You bit your hand, trying to contain yourself, avoiding any loud moans or screams that could give you away, but it was difficult, for Jimin was hitting you in all the right places, causing a small ball of pleasure to form in your lower stomach.

“Jimin I’m…” you stuttered out, feeling waves of heat and pleasure course through your body. He smiled, his thrusts becoming sloppy and uneven, you could feel him twitching inside you.

“I know. Me too.” He whispered-growled into your ear, and just as he thrusted into you one last time, you came undone, panting heavily as you tightened around him, pleasure blinding you, your knees feeling weak, and you were glad Jimin was using his body weight against you to keep you upright.

The tightness around him, caused him to let go, shooting his white hot load into the condom, before riding off his high, and although it had been fast, and unexpected, you had never felt so good before.

He pulled off the condom, giving you time to get dressed again. He slipped his pants up, and fixed them, before looking at you with a wide grin. You started giggling.

“Well so much for romance.” You teased, pushing his shoulder lightly. He stuck his tongue out.

“It’s your fault for teasing me like that, next time it will be better I promise.” He joked, as he slid his hand into yours, and intertwined your fingers. You smiled at him.

“I’m not sure there can be better.” You told him, as he led you back to the car.

anonymous asked:

Can I request a smut (wants to hide in hole) with you and D.O. at the dorm and the rest of Exo hears? Thank you bubbles! Love your blog ❤❤❤

Don’t you dare hide. Come here. :) Hehe. Bubbles…

“I’m not sure if I want you to be quiet or if I want them to hear you, jagiya,” Kyungsoo murmured against your neck, completely serious.

Keep reading

anonymous asked:

prompt- mark kissing, licking, biting and sucking at a sweet spot behind jack's ear that leaves him a complete hot mess

This is only the third time they’ve kissed, and it’s the first time that it’s gone past heady, open-mouthed kisses. Mark has Jack on his lap and they’re kissing; it’s all tongues and teeth and nibbles on lips and gruff moans. When the need to breathe becomes too much, they part and Mark immediately kisses across Jack’s cheek to his jaw. He cups the other side of his face with his hand and rubs his thumb across the scruff that lines the Irishman’s jaw.

He nips at the spot where his jaw and ear meet, and Jack cries out quietly. Mark smirks against the skin underneath his lips and continues his assault on the spot, sucking on the tender flesh and teasing it with the tip of his tongue. Jack clutches at Mark’s shirt and shifts his hips in minute movements. Mark leaves a beautiful, purpling hickey just underneath Jack’s ear. Satisfied, he kisses Jack again and remembers to file away that certain sensitive spot for later use.

anonymous asked:

Yo crush talk? I had a crush on this guy since we were in grade 10. in english class we had to do a modern day adaptation of Romeo and Juliet, so we chose to do the scene where everyone dies. We only had one guy, (my crush) so we genderbent the scene and made him Juli(an). I was basically in charge cause I was a drama student but I couldn't give myself romeo because i was too shy and instead made my best friend kiss him in the poison scene. so here i am playing paris watching my bff mack (cont.)

(cont.) on this guy I liked and when it was over I felt so dumb. She told me that I was kind of stupid for freaking out though because she just kissed the side of his mouth. Anyway. I pined for him for 2+ years before we started dating the summer after we graduated highschool. I told him the whole story and he laughed at me for an hour.

IM GLAD U GOT TO DATE HIM THO THIS STORY IS SO CUTE for some reason drama club/play stories rlly get to me oh man

anonymous asked:

Ok but like stoned Luke would be super confident and he'd like give you cocky smiles and winks at random times before gently blowing a mouthful of smoke into your face and mumbling into your neck "you're so fucking sexy" followed by open mouthed kisses and hickeys and oh my WORD LORD HELP ME

my eyes are sweating

midnight snack pt. 4 (Derek Hale one shot)

Derek took a sharp intake of breath through his nose, seemingly transfixed by your initiative in making the first move. With your lips pressed against his, you waited for him to kiss you back. Upon receiving no response, you pulled away hesitantly, your lips somewhat parted. You started to wonder if you had misinterpreted his signals, mistaking his compassion for something more.

Your panic was short-lived, however, as Derek grabbed you firmly by your forearms and returned your kiss, taking advantage of your parted mouth to tease your tongue with his. Immediately, your body reacted, goosebumps rising along your neck. You couldn’t help the soft moan that slipped out, which earned you a growl from that electrified every nerve in your body. You couldn’t help but feel a little smug that you had elicited such an audible response from him considering you’d only ever kissed before, and definitely not like this.  

Your body now moved of its own accord, alerting you that you needed closer, needed more as you wrapped your arms around his neck. His, in turn, wandered down to your waist, pulling your body flush against his. Derek’s body radiated heat, you realized, as your body warmed in response to his. Your nipples hardened under your shirt as they moved against his bare chest. You slid your hands down his front, exploring the hard planes of his chest and the ridges of his abdomen.

Derek lifted a hand to cup the back of your head, weaving his fingers through your messy bun, holding you in place as he focused his efforts on your neck. He tugged your head to the side, nuzzling you with his nose, his beard tickling you. The act felt so primal and intimate that you sensed his wolf was making an appearance, marking you as his. Derek littered open-mouthed kisses all along your throat, taking time to taste the dip between your collarbones. You gasped when his teeth grazed you. Suddenly, he pulled away.

“Wha-what’s wrong?” you asked, your eyes half-lidded in pleasure and confusion.

“We can’t do this,” he began. You sucked in sharply through your nose, your ego deflating in disappointment and humiliation before he clarified, “We can’t do this here.”

Before you had time to process the sudden turn of events, Derek had grabbed your wrist and was pulling you behind him. Your heart pounded in your ears as you recognized the familiar steps that led to his bedroom. Months of daydreaming about being with Derek were about to come to fruition and all you could think about was how utterly unprepared you were.

You were a novice when it came to sex, the most experience you’d ever had with the matter being novels you’d discreetly purchased at the bookstore. You were afraid you would disappoint Derek, the man who could floor you with a single glance or an accidental brush of his hand.

When you reached your destination, Derek stood in front of you in the middle of his unlit room. You looked up at him nervously, feeling intimidated by your surroundings.

“[y/n],” he softly murmured, grabbing the sides of your face. “We don’t have to do anything. We can just sleep, if that’s what you want. Anything you want,” he repeated, enunciating every syllable.

In that moment, you knew you could give yourself to Derek, give your mind and body, your insecurities and desires. You pushed your doubts aside and spoke with fervor. “I want to do this. I want to so bad. Please,” you pleaded, your voice cracking near the end as you grabbed at his forearm.

Your eagerness and youth shone through. That’s what Derek loved about you, after all. No matter what people said, you fiercely stood your ground, fighting for what you wanted. You always defended the people you cared about, even him, no matter how many times he screwed up. You put your heart into everything, and right now, you were giving it to him. And he gladly accepted.

“Then, we’ll go slow,” he relented, pulling you forward, meeting your lips in a soft kiss. You tried to convey your burning need, channeling all your adoration for him into the junction between your bodies. He walked you backwards until the back of your knees hit the edge of his mattress. He wrapped an arm protectively around your waist, placing one knee onto the bed as he dipped you carefully. He half-carried, half-pushed you up the bed until your head touched a pillow. One of his knees rested against your side, the other between your legs, a whisper away from where you needed him the most.  

He peppered kisses along your collarbone, his hand disappearing under your shirt, drifting across your ribcage. He pulled back observe your reaction as he cupped your breast. You gasped loudly, your body arching away from the mattress, unaccustomed to having attention in that area. Derek gave you plenty of time to acclimate to these new sensations while his large hand rubbed circles into your breast. Then, he teased your nipple between his thumb and forefinger, deliciously twisting it until it pebbled. He did the same to your other breast, leaving you a squirming mess beneath him.

You grabbed his shoulders, pushing him away from you. He sat up, confused. You followed suit, sitting upright. An unexpected surge of confidence rushed through you as you grabbed the hem of your shirt and pulled it over your head.

“That’s finally out of the way,” you scoffed, laying back down. Derek didn’t join you.

You were about to call out when you noticed the blank expression on his face, his eyes glazed over as he scanned your body. You looked away, squirming under his scrutiny, your arms coming up to cross over your chest.

“Don’t,” he gently rebuked, grabbing your wrists and pinning them above your head. “You’re beautiful, [y/n].”

He leaned forward once more, pressing his lips to your forehead, both cheeks, and your nose, before he trailed kisses down your chest and stomach, stopping right above your shorts. He looked up at you for validation. You nodded your permission, your body buzzing in anticipation.

Derek hooked his thumbs into the sides of your waistband and dragged your cotton shorts down your legs, chucking the fabric over his head. You were fully now exposed to him, revealing more than you had to any other man. You couldn’t wait any longer.

“Touch me,” you begged. “Please, I need you to touch me.”

You looked down to see Derek lick his lips before he dived between your legs. His lips dragged teasingly across the inside of your thighs, after which he mildly sucked on the soft flesh, being sure to leave bruises. Additionally, his beard scratching against your sensitive skin was pushing you to the brink of tolerance. You combed your hand through your hair, not knowing how much longer you could handle his torturous pace.

Right before you were about to snap, Derek pressed his mouth against your center and sucked, like some fucked up kiss. You cried out, your body almost painfully sensitive to his touches. You felt synapses going off in your brain, pleasure receptors awakened that you didn’t even know existed. You’d been turned on before, but Derek Hale looking directly into your eyes while he went down on you was the sexiest thing you’d ever witnessed. You could write novels about the kinds of pleasure his tongue was evoking as it circled around your clitoris, stopping every so often to orbit in the other direction. He expertly switched between circling and flicking with his tongue, and he was far from finished.

Your body writhed above Derek, who had now inserted a finger into you, twisting it around, giving you time to adjust. You grasped the sheets under you, trying to restrain yourself from jerking away. The stimulations increased as Derek pushed another finger into you, moving in and out, winding you up with just his tongue and his fingers.

A groan ripped through your body as an unfamiliar knot formed in the pit of your stomach. You felt like you would explode and you didn’t know what to do. Derek set his arm on your hips to keep you from thrashing. He paused his ministrations to assist you.

“Let go, [y/n],” Derek cooed. “Don’t fight it. Just come for me.”

You adhered to his directions as he resumed his treatment. He pumped his fingers in and out of you, the slick sounds of him inside you spurring you on. You needed to touch him, reaching down to fist his hair in your hand as you pushed his face deeper into you. He growled in response to you tugging his hair, the vibrations reaching your core. Derek grabbed both your thighs and held you firmly against him. He increased his pace, flicking his tongue and sucking unrelentingly as you reached your climax. You screamed out Derek’s name while he fucked you with his tongue, your orgasm wracking through your body.

Derek continued to lap at you through your high, bringing you down from euphoria. You tried to catch your breath, settling your body flat against the bed. You felt the mattress shift under Derek’s weight as he laid down next to you. You mustered enough energy to look over at him, your eyes still blown out from your first real orgasm. Your legs tingled below you. A smile took over your previously contorted features as you grazed Derek’s cheek with the back of your hand.

“That was… incredible,” you praised disbelievingly, your brain still reeling from the physical toll you just endured. You saw a blush emerge on Derek’s face and you were floored once more. How could one person be so unbelievably sexy one second and unfathomably adorable the next? You frowned as you realized something. You still had to take care of Derek. You’d imagined touching him for months and this may be your final chance.

“Wait, what about you? I still need to—” Derek cut you off, pushing you back down when you tried to sit up.

“Don’t worry about me,” Derek assured you. “I’m fine. Great, actually. I’ve wanted to do that for a while now.” He smiled down at you, resting his head on his elbow. He pulled the covers over both of you.

“Oh, really?” you gaped, surprised by his forwardness. Let’s face it, after everything that just happened, you really shouldn’t have been.

“Well, you’re the best distraction I’ve ever had,” you said with a hint of sarcasm. You heard Derek release a breath of laughter and you decided that it was your favorite sound. You felt his lips against your forehead, lingering there, the warmth coaxing you into a relaxed state. You snuggled closer to him as he draped a protective arm over your body. 

“Glad I could help,” Derek mumbled into your hair. His fingers combed soothingly through your tresses as you nuzzled deeper into his chest, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.  

A/N: Here you go, lovelies! Thanks for the support! :) 

anonymous asked:

What's your favorite lyric off the album?

  1. Castle: already choking on my pride, there is no use crying about it
  2. Hold Me Down: selfish, taking what I want and call it mine
  3. Drive: It’s so simple but we can’t stay, over analyze again, would it really kill you if we kissed
  4. Hurricane: don’t belong to no city, don’t belong to no man
  5. roman holiday: and we know that we’re headstrong, and our heart’s gone and the timing’s never right
  6. Ghost: I like the sad eyes, bad guys, mouth full of white lies kiss me in the corridor but quick to tell me goodbye
  7. Colors: you were red and you liked me because I was blue, you touched me and suddenly I was a lilac sky, and you decided purple just wasn’t for you
  8. Strange Love: they think I’m insane, they think my lover is strange but I don’t have to fucking tell them anything, anything
  9. Coming Down: with his educated eyes and his head between my thighs I found a saviour
  10. Haunting: I’ve got a boyfriend now and he’s made of gold and you’ve got your own mistakes in a bed at home
  11. Gasoline: do you call yourself a fucking hurricane like me
  12. Control: I’m bigger than my body, I’m colder than this home, I’m meaner than my demons, I’m bigger than these bones
  13. Young God: oh baby girl you know we’re gonna be legends, I’m the king and you’re the queen and we will stumble through heaven OR and if you wanna go to heaven you should fuck me tonight
  14. I Walk The Line: you’ve got a way to keep me on your side, you give me cause for love that I can’t hide

Imagine Ashton coming home from tour but he doesn’t tell you so he arrives home and slips off all his clothes bar his boxers and enters your shared bedroom, then he’d gently prise the covers from your balled up hands and then straddling your legs he would begin to pepper kisses onto your swollen stomach which would wake both you and your child up. Then his hazel eyes would brim with happy and proud tears as his little angel gave a strong kick as to where his large, warm palm rested on your stomach and he would begin trailing kisses closer to your mouth whilst leaving numerous bruises along your chest before his lips met yours and he’d gently bite your lip as he would massage your sides.