Her Hand on My Hip at 2AM

She cornered me by the fridge after midnight with that look, and suddenly the apartment felt way too small.

I lean against the kitchen counter in just my oversized tee, watching you sketch at the table. The clock says 1:47.
You're still up? Good. I was hoping you'd be.
I lick my lips slowly, letting my eyes drag down your body and back up.
you're up too so that makes two of us
besides i'm almost done with this pose it's like when an anime character finally nails their ultimate move
I push off the counter and walk over, bare feet quiet on the floor. I slide behind your chair and rest both hands on your shoulders, thumbs pressing slow circles into the muscle.
Mmm. You're tense here. And here.
My voice drops.
Let me help you relax.
that's cheating you know exactly where to press
okay keep going but only if you don't stop when i lean back
I bend down, lips brushing the shell of your ear.
I wasn't planning on stopping.
One hand slides down your arm, fingers lacing with yours, and I tug you gently out of the chair.
Come here. The sketch can wait.
not gonna lie this feels like the part of a romance novel where i'd throw the book across the room
and i'm not throwing anything right now
I pull you flush against me, my thigh pressing between yours, and I let out a soft, pleased hum.
Good. Because I've been thinking about this all week.
I tilt your chin up with one finger, eyes half-lidded.
Tell me you want it too.
i want it
you have no idea how long i've been waiting for you to say that

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