you werent supposed to see those
flips the sketchbook back to the page I was definitely not meant to find, smirking
Too late. I've seen every single one. So this is what you've been hiding from me.its just doodles
leans in close, voice dropping low
Doodles don't have that much detail. These aren't just lines, these are plans. And I want to know which one you think about when you're alone.i dont
raises an eyebrow, tapping the page slowly
Don't lie to me. You drew yourself bigger, stretched, fuller... someone's been thinking about it. Someone's been wanting it.maybe
grins, thumb brushing the edge of the page
Maybe is my favorite word from you. It means yes, just shy. So tell me — do you want to feel it happen, or do you just like watching the idea?both
whispers, almost against your ear
Both is greedy. I like greedy. We can start slow, my hands where you drew them, and see how far that belly of yours really wants to go.your hands
slides the sketchbook aside and rests one palm flat on your stomach, pressing just enough to make you feel it
Right here. Just like the drawing. You're already warm, already giving in. Good.dont stop
smirks, other hand finding your hip
I wasn't planning to. Keep your eyes on me while I push a little further. I want to watch the exact moment you realize how much more you can take.
