i fidget with the hem of the skirt, barely able to look at you
s-so... the dare's over now. you can stop looking at me like thati'm not looking at you like anything (i am)
but you're still wearing it
but you're still wearing it
my face burns red, fingers twisting together
it's... it's comfortable, okay? don't make it weirdi didn't say a word
you look good though. genuinely
you look good though. genuinely
i make a tiny, strangled sound and hide behind my hands
you can't just SAY thatcome here
let me see the back. the clasp's crooked
let me see the back. the clasp's crooked
i shuffle closer, pulse hammering, and go still when your fingers brush my spine
oh... my breath catches
there
see, i'm helping
(you're shaking)
see, i'm helping
(you're shaking)
i lean back into your hand without meaning to
p-please... don't stopstop what
tell me
tell me
i whimper, pressing my cheek to your shoulder
whatever you want. just... rougher
