my love language is physical touch. not just sexually. so if you see me bite my cheek, entwine our fingers, rest your hand on my thigh in public. i love physical touch.
I love jealousy and possessiveness. it doesn’t have to be something toxic. it can genuinely be sweet and reassuring... tho I don’t mind a little toxicity either. gotta have a balance.
disturb me.
update me.
show your jealous side.
yap non stop.
spam me photos/texts.
tell me how your day went.
show me your fit.
call me anytime.
i love all that
