In the mood for...

I woke up starving and in the mood for...

A nice rare steak, baked potatoe smothered with butter, cheese and bacon bits

* giggles* both items I would never eat.

They did smell so heavenly though :rose:
 
I'm in the mood for....crimson lines from scratches, divots left from teeth and fingers that grip just a bit too hard for comfort. I'm in the mood for grunts and cries and sounds to primal to be considered sexy except in the basest of senses. I'm in the mood for sore muscles, bruised flesh, weak knees, shuddering spines and shivering breaths stolen from the clutches of exhaustion.

Yeah. I'm that kind of mood.
 
I'm in the mood for....crimson lines from scratches, divots left from teeth and fingers that grip just a bit too hard for comfort. I'm in the mood for grunts and cries and sounds to primal to be considered sexy except in the basest of senses. I'm in the mood for sore muscles, bruised flesh, weak knees, shuddering spines and shivering breaths stolen from the clutches of exhaustion.

Yeah. I'm that kind of mood.

mmf...

That is a delish kinda mood.
 
I'm in the mood for....crimson lines from scratches, divots left from teeth and fingers that grip just a bit too hard for comfort. I'm in the mood for grunts and cries and sounds to primal to be considered sexy except in the basest of senses. I'm in the mood for sore muscles, bruised flesh, weak knees, shuddering spines and shivering breaths stolen from the clutches of exhaustion.

Yeah. I'm that kind of mood.


Whimpers in a corner.
 
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