Oh, Saaaaannnnnn…..

santanic—lopez:

Are you going to let me probe you?

If that’s what you’re into.

Oh, Saaaaannnnnn…..

santanic—lopez:

Rude.

Give me extraterrestrial kisses.

Oh, Saaaaannnnnn…..

santanic—lopez:

Heyyyyy.

You’re a sexy alien.

Oh, Saaaaannnnnn…..

santanic—lopez:

They’re cute aliens.

So cute. How’s my alien doing today? Have a good day?

Oh, Saaaaannnnnn…..

santanic—lopez:

exquisiteextremequinn:

I got you something!

Awww, look at the aliens!

Hey! Those are ours aliens. Don’t be mean.

Oh, Saaaaannnnnn…..

I got you something!

It’s freezing. I hate winter.

santanic—lopez:

Alright, alright, spread ‘em.

That’s what I like to hear. Don’t you see that it’s a compliment? If you weren’t so much better than my own hand, I wouldn’t keep asking you to come back. Now kiss me and remind me why Sexy Santana has such a nice ring to it.

It’s freezing. I hate winter.

santanic—lopez:

I don’t know, they’re both pretty hot.

Oh yeah? You like thinking about me at home in bed alone, wrist deep in my panties, dripping for you? You have no idea how badly I wish those were your fingers, San.

It’s freezing. I hate winter.

santanic—lopez:

Unf.

So should I keep touching myself or can I have the real thing?

It’s freezing. I hate winter.

santanic—lopez:

Well I’m sorry about that.

You definitely should be. You’re missing out on how wet I am for you.