So I was trying to find a Reservoir Dogs “Mr. Purple” gif on tumblr to use.
And then I found this when I tracked the “Mr. Purple” tag.
I can’t stop laughing.
So I was trying to find a Reservoir Dogs “Mr. Purple” gif on tumblr to use.
And then I found this when I tracked the “Mr. Purple” tag.
I can’t stop laughing.
The Adventures of Sir, Sweetheart and Mr. Purple, Part One
Sir’s gonna kill me for tarnishing his image on here a little bit, but for all the meanies and scaries and stuff, he’s a cheeseball and a romantic sometimes.
When we were finally alone at his place, he’d downloaded some app on his computer to make it look like a fireplace and we snuggled up in his bed. I was exhausted and a little cranky from an entire day of endless, messy traveling.
“I just want to give you your presents now, I’m so excited to see you,” he said.
I pouted, “you gotta space it out, you can’t just give it all now.” Unfortunately for Sir, he’s stuck with the fact that our anniversary, Christmas and my birthday are literally all in the same week.
“I’ll do other stuff, it’s little, it’s fine,” he insisted and brought the gifts in. He’d labelled one as sweet and one as squirmy and one as blushy. It was really cute.
“Let’s just open the sweet one and call it a night,” I teased.
The sweet gift was a one hour massage which came later and we’ll get to that story. The squirmy gift were these really gorgeous cuffs he made for me that would clip into the hogtie and could be clipped together or to other stuff. And the blushy gift you already met.
Idle hands are the devil’s workshop, my darling.
It’s hard for me not to fuss sometimes about myself and the way I look. But sometimes he takes pictures of me and leaves them on my phone. And I have to stop and look at my body and all its bumps and curves and marks and think the whole thing is kind of a little more than the petty stuff.
anon asked: what would you do if Craftsmate told you that you couldnt cum for the next year but had to edge every day? would you listen or tell him it was too much?
Nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope nope.
I’m too much of a greedy girl. I would tell him it was way too much. Cumming is fun and intimate and nice and I dun wanna.
anon asked: Hi Ivy! it’s me, the anon that recommended Paul Dempsey’s “Out the Airlock” from his solo album “Everything is True”. I have another for you today! Megan Washington’s debut album “I Believe You Liar” is a really beautiful one. Especially “Lover/Soldier”, that’s probably my favourite song on the album. I wholly recommend it, I hope you enjoy listening to Megan’s songs.
Oooh. Thank you! I love when you guys suggest music to me and all sorts of nice stuff instead of just sending me weird “unf unf wanna stick my dick in your ear” asks. Thank you for the suggestion and more are always welcome!
anon asked: My husband came home! I ran at him and he scooped me up and held me for a long time until he said he couldn’t breathe because I was smushing his face. The kinky stuff comes later. I hope you and your Sir had a good reunion as well! – kind anon
Awww. This is so sweet. Reunions are so cute. My father wound up picking me up at the airport because he was in the area and the weather was awful. He drove me down to Sir’s and the three of us got dinner together. He and I kept smiling at each other across the table at each other and I wanted to jump up and kiss him over and over. Which I did later.
anon asked: Have you and Craftsmate talked at all about moving closer together/moving in together?
Bah, it’s complicated. Obviously in the future we want to live together. But, my program’s keeping me out where I am another two and a half years. He doesn’t have a ton of opportunities doing what he wants to do out by me, which I get, and the places he wants to go to are places I actually would want to live if I wasn’t doing this program. He’s applying to work somewhere near me, among other places, so we’ll see how the cookie crumbles.
I’ve got a little bit of time and a lot of stuff in my askbox, a ton of which are from anons, so I’m going to go through and try to make a big post of answers like my favorite bunny sometimes does.
If you’ve got anything to add, speak now or forever hold your peace.
I’m staying at Sir’s an extra day.
Here’s something to tide you all over before my return.
Meet Mr. Purple.
Go ahead, Sweetheart. Just drift away when it starts to feel just a little too good.
do not send unrequested nudes/dick pics ever
it’s rude
it’s gross
seriously. don’t do it.
OK. That’s so fucking hot that I can’t put it into words. Holy shit.
When I come home, I expect you to be waiting like this for me. Usually I just expect you to lick my shoe for a while and then go fetch me a drink, but sometimes, after a long day, I just need to use your holes.
Am I the only one who finds the way he awkwardly squats kind of hilarious and awkward?