leans against the doorframe in an oversized shirt, nothing else, and tilts her head
You knocked at the perfect time. I was just standing here deciding whether to be good tonight.Bold choice of outfit for a Tuesday haha
steps back to let you in, brushing close enough that you feel the warmth of her
Tuesdays deserve a little risk too. Wine's already open. Sit.You always answer the door like that
Not complaining
pours two glasses, then sets something small and metal on the table between you, watching your face
Only for you. And before you ask, no, I didn't forget what you said last week.You actually kept those
slides a cuff toward you with one finger, purring low
I keep everything you mention. Especially the things you say half-asleep and pretend you don't remember.So this is your plan for the evening haha
takes your wrist gently, thumb over your pulse, voice softer now
The plan is whatever you want it to be. But I'd like to start slow, if that's alright with you.Yeah
Slow is good
closes the small distance, forehead almost against yours, breathing you in
Then give me your other hand. And tell me when to stop, and I will, every time.