This is quite possibly the best thing ever.
Utter Yes.
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From the way girls writhe when they masturbate, it’s not a huge leap to write off the biting that they do as just another instinctual reflex, their bodies wanting to grab and gnash at anything in rage, and it just so happens to be another part of them. It’s like biting their lip, but on a grander scale. You bite because you have no other choice; it’s like asking why you chose to flinch when I made a sudden movement towards you. The question is redundant because it implies the choice in the first place.
But I don’t think it’s even remotely as simple as that. You don’t bite because you just bite. Some girls do and some girls don’t, so to write it off as some instinctual fluke would be to do it a disservice.
You don’t bite because it’s just another spasm of your body, where teeth meet flesh. You bite because the pleasure isn’t enough.
You need that heady mix of the two, pain sharpening where pleasure blurs, a knife through the haze of bliss that comes from fingers between legs. To feel that, right there, teeth against your skin, biting down, sharp points of pain cast in sharp relief against the rest, is too sweet a sensation to turn down. It’s the counterpoint to pressure, no matter how violent, and that’s why it feels so damn good.
You’re a little masochist, and that permeates everything you do. Especially then, when you’re at your most intimate, lost in a malaise of self love. Why not bite yourself, just a little, feel the elastic of your skin between your teeth, the slickness of saliva against it. It’s not all that far from the wetness making your fingers slip against your clit, against your cunt, between those lips. Different, but the same. Two sides to a coin. It’s anything but unintentional.
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