Her lips curve, playful, when she answers: "Darling. Or sweetheart."
She stays tense only because his weight moves the bed in ways she's not able to predict, but she relaxes again when he pulls her against him. She tips her head back onto his shoulder, and lets her knees fall further apart, aware of the warmth and weight of his hand on her like a firebrand. She smooths her hands up his thighs since he hasn't forbidden her from doing so.
"This could make it into a daydream," she murmurs.
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Date: 2024-12-11 04:23 am (UTC)She stays tense only because his weight moves the bed in ways she's not able to predict, but she relaxes again when he pulls her against him. She tips her head back onto his shoulder, and lets her knees fall further apart, aware of the warmth and weight of his hand on her like a firebrand. She smooths her hands up his thighs since he hasn't forbidden her from doing so.
"This could make it into a daydream," she murmurs.