SATO - BOYTOY

BOYTOY Call yourself a wolf, babe — but you whine like every pup I’ve tamed. Growl for me again, sweetheart, I love how desperate trying sounds on you. Your ego’s built on borrowed lines, your backbone’s made of paper twine. You flex like you’re the main event — but promise, babe… you’re background noise at best. And you bark so loud in empty rooms, but the second I step close — you choke on your own bravado. Cute. Boytoy — pretty little no-noise, talk big but fold the moment that I lean in. Boytoy — playing with the grown ones, but darling, you can’t bark without permission. Boytoy — trembling in that tough voice, masquerading as a king you’ll never be. Boytoy — keep calling yourself alpha… I love a good fantasy. Tell me how you’re “built different,” while your tantrums all look copy-paste. Every “king” with WiFi thinks he’s royalty — until I look his way. Your hunger isn’t dominance — it’s insecurity in heat. You parade around like predator, but babe… you're just a spoiled kid. Try to tower over me again — I’ll watch you crumble for my shadow. You call it confidence, I call it borrowed bravado. Boytoy — pretty little no-noise, talk big but fold the moment that I lean in. Boytoy — playing with the grown ones, but darling, you can’t bite without permission. Boytoy — trembling in that tough voice, masquerading as a menace you’ll never be. Boytoy — keep calling yourself alpha… I love a good fantasy. Shh… don’t puff your chest like that. You’ll strain something you never learned how to use.. Boytoy… boytoy… alpha in your dreams, babe — beta in my hands. Just a little fucking princess. Boytoy… boytoy… knees to the floor the moment I command. Boytoy — pretty little no-noise, talk big but break when I don’t even push you. Boytoy — chasing after thunder with a storm you can’t live up to. Boytoy — trembling in that tough voice, masquerading as a menace you’ll never be. Boytoy — keep calling yourself alpha… while you kneel for me. You're just a little fucking princess...