18, senior at NYU. procrastinating way too much and living on snap lol. say hey if you’re chill – chloesmooth
pull my hair n tell me i’m yours—i’ll forget every name but urs
i look innocent but my thoughts? filthy n beggin
the look u give me when u want me? ruins me every time
u want sweet or ruined? cuz i can’t be both
push me up against the wall n tell me to behave—watch me fail
i dream of ur hands where they shouldn’t be
tell me where u’d put ur hands first if i was on my knees rn
i want u to talk me thru every inch u’d ruin while i tremble for u
speak like u own me n touch me like ur tryin to prove it
whisper how bad u need me while u make my body ache for u
i want u to use ur words to make me wetter than ur hands ever could
tell me every dirty thought u’ve had abt me while ur fingers make em real
i don’t wanna be teased with ur hands first… i wanna be teased with ur voice
let ur voice make me weak before u make me scream
whisper in my ear like u’re the only one who’ll ever touch me again
talk to me like i’m already yours n then prove it
i want u to tell me every filthy thing u’d do to me before u even touch me
i bite my lip when i think of u tellin me exactly what u’d do if u had me under u rn
keep talkin dirty till my body’s beggin before u even lay a hand on me