Token of love

Guys have been swinging flowers like tiny dicks at each other since forever—red, white, pink, it doesn’t matter—saying, “here, smell this, it means I wanna fuck you.” Turns out my new armor polisher got the same memo. Instead of words he showed up this morning with a fistful of roses, and damn if it didn’t make my cunt clench faster than a heartbeat. I opened the door, he thrust the bouquet at me, cheeks red as the petals, eyes locked on my tits. The second those blooms were on the table I shoved him backward until his ass hit the bench and I climbed aboard. One dress hike, one belt buckle click, and I had him balls-deep—stretched wide, slick dripping down his shaft. My hole clenched every time he gasped my name. I spat on my fingers, reached back, pushed two right into that hot ass of his so fast he bucked like a startled colt. Gave him half a pump’s warning before I fed him the rest, crook-knuckle grind on his prostate while my pussy swallowed him whole. Every thrust made his ass clench around my fingers like he wanted more, faster, dirtier. Flower fragrance tangled with sweat and sex until the room reeked of both—sweet, filthy, perfect. He shot first—hot pulses buried deep—then flipped me onto all fours so fast the leftover petals scattered like confetti. Lubed himself quick with that frothy mix of spit and come, lined up, and jammed straight in. No easing—just cock and determination filling my guts. Fuck, the burn, the stretch, the perfect ache when the fat head popped past my rim. I clawed at the sheets, pushed back, begged for the bruising pace. He hammered home like he was trying to rearrange my organs and I just laughed—wet, ragged, hungry. Twelve solid strokes later I was done, legs shaking, come leaking down my thigh while he kept pounding until his second load painted my insides. We collapsed in a tangle of petals and skin, breathing hard, grinning like idiots who had just fucked their way into spring. So yeah—my bed’s covered in rose petals again, my squire can’t stop smirking, and somewhere in the kingdom an old tradition just got fucked filthy and new.