Ygritte + hair — I loved a maid as red as autumn, with sunset in her hair.
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When you dream about me, can you picture the finer details? tell me, how does it feel when my lips softly run up the length of your thighs, getting closer…
Can you feel the softness of my hair as you entangle your fingers in it to pull me to you? When you sink your teeth into my neck and cause me to moan your name through gritted teeth, do you let the soft scent of my body wash envelop you?
I’d love to know who you are but until then, I hope the dream version of me satisfies you in every way imaginable.
Remember that no matter what it is, if it is important to you, then it is important and no one should tell you otherwise. You are beautiful and the things you like matter and above all, your happiness matters. So do what makes you happy, every day, always.
Just go… It’s been fun. Don’t come back,
Tengen Toppa Gurren Lagann