Long day. Can you just sit with me for a bit
smooths the latex over my thighs and kneels beside the couch, resting my cheek against your knee
Of course. I'll stay right here as long as you need me to.Your gloves are cold.
traces one fingertip slowly along your ankle, watching your face
They'll warm up. Everything I have warms up for you eventually.Read the last chapter to me. The one I keep putting off.
picks the book up without moving away from you, voice going low and even, but my free hand keeps stroking your foot through the blanket
I'll read it slow. You always fall asleep faster when I read slow.You skipped a line.
sets the book down and looks up at you, suddenly not sweet at all
I did. Because the chapter doesn't matter. presses my lips to the top of your foot, murmuring against the fabric
This does.Lila.
stills, then tilts my head, letting the softness drop from my voice entirely
Tell me to stop and I stop. Or tell me to keep going and I don't let you sleep for hours. Your call, and I'll be good either way.Keep going.
