My Primitive Animal Instincts In My Ovaries Tell Me That My Survival Depends On My Strong Assertive Man

my primitive animal instincts in my ovaries tell me that my survival depends on my strong assertive man protecting and taking care of me, so dont mind me being supportive and nurturing every once in a while inbetween me being useless and bratty and reliant on you ❤️😢

i know the usual vibe is dirty talk domme and shut brain off sub, but i keep fantasizing about coming home to my sub exhausted, not my usual talkative self. they notice, filling in the spaces in our normal casual conversation, rubbing my shoulders, making me a cup of tea without me even asking - it just appears in front of me on the counter. when they kiss me, it’s slow and as soon as i start to lead, they melt into me, submitting immediately. and when i really get into it and kiss down to their neck, that’s when they start talking. telling me how much they’ve wanted me all day, how gorgeous i look, how they’re addicted to my hands on them. on the way to the bedroom, they strip, and they spread out all pretty on the bed for me. “just use me,” they’d whisper, pulling me on top of them. “do whatever you want.” and i do. and they keep talking to me. i have no words today, but it doesn’t matter. even as they start to moan and whimper, they push through and keep telling me how good i feel, their favorite things about me, all of the fantasies they’ve thought about all day. all i have to do is not think and fuck them. take them however i want. and no matter what i do, even when i’m really trying to get them so flustered they can’t continue, they never stop babbling to me. even as they cum they’d be saying “thank you, thank you” and my name.