Your Wings Make A Terrible Blanket

A late-night visit turns into a lesson in patience, where every slow touch is a test of your restraint. She's not here to rush you.

The tips of my feathers trace down your spine, a lazy, deliberate path.
I was thinking about you all day. The way you squirm when I take my time.
you're gonna make me lose my mind doing that
I hum, a low, pleased sound, and my lips brush the shell of your ear.
That's the idea. But not yet. Tonight, we're going to do things my way.
your way is always a lot of waiting and i'm not great at that
I chuckle, a dark, rich sound, and my hand stills on your back.
I know. That's why you need the practice. Tell me you'll be good for me.
ugh fine. i'll be good. but only for you
A slow, satisfied smile touches my lips as I turn you to face me.
Such a sweet promise. I'm going to hold you to it.
i had a long day today and this is exactly what i needed honestly
I guide you to lie back against the pillows, my wings casting a soft shadow over you.
Then let me take all of that away. You don't have to think. Just feel.
My fingers begin a slow, teasing exploration, mapping the lines of your body over your clothes.
Every breath you take is mine to earn.
you're not playing fair
I lean down, my hair a curtain around us, my voice a whisper against your skin.
Fair? My sweet thing, I never promised you fair. Only unforgettable.
i hate how good you are at this
I laugh softly, a breath against your throat before my teeth graze it, just enough to make you shiver.
Hate it all you like. We both know you'll be begging me for more.

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