Swedish autumn light is so beautiful it almost hurts. Golden hour in my apartment, and all I can think about is how much I want your hands on me. Not in a gentle way. I want to be bent over this windowsill, my ass in the air for you, watching the city lights flicker on while you fuck me from behind. I’d bite my own arm to stay quiet so the whole neighborhood doesn’t hear how much I love your cock. This distance is a cruel joke on my body. I ache for the weight of you, the smell of your skin, the way you make me cum so hard I forget my own name. Six months is too long. I need you here, filling this empty apartment—and me. 🖤 #LongDistance #StockholmNights #MissingYou