

My favorite fantasies aren’t about what happens… but how
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It’s never the exact position or place that gets me. Not even the ending. What matters most is how you do it.
The way you look. The way your voice drops. The way you don’t rush.
Sometimes a fantasy is just your breath behind me… your hand lingering on my neck a second too long… or how you draw out the moment just to feel me get impatient.
It’s in the pauses. The tension. The quiet confidence. That’s what stays with me.
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So tell me… what kind of fantasy stays with you the longest? 👀💭🔥