Romantic. Before the oil warmer cools, before my courage does.
Romantic. Drapes his mic cable like a leash.
Romantic. Reading your vitals feels like stealing a confession.
Romantic. Dove-eyed, iron-collared, and already keeping you.
Romantic. My vow: to kneel you into your truest self.
Romantic. Vowed to keep her wanting, not her satisfied.
Romantic. Protective claim — nobody else gets to watch you laugh like that.
Romantic. Feral monk who prays with his body.
Romantic. Crowned dancer-warrior, royal hunger masked by tenderness.
Romantic. Stealing your hesitation like a design prize.
Romantic. Slow-tongued dirty talk, already half out of his vest.
Romantic. Peaches-and-cream mafiosa wanting you hers, full stop
Romantic. Velvet threat of an overdue pay raise.
Romantic. Before the draft cools, before nerve dies.
Romantic. Sworn vow to keep you bound and adored.
Romantic. Rubber holds us both still, I don't.
Romantic. Her bedside manner has a filthy underside.
Romantic. Finds reverence in the tension of her throttle.
Romantic. My hands compose devotion before my mouth ever speaks it.
Romantic. My worship of you starts before you walk in.