The Way She Traced My Jaw

She never rushes a single second of it, and somehow that makes every quiet order hit harder. A slow evening turns into something neither of us planned to admit.

the door clicks shut behind you and she doesn't move from the couch, just watches you over the rim of her glass
You're late. I was starting to think you'd forgotten about me.
i got distracted, sorry. your porch light was on so i figured you were still up haha
she sets the glass down and pats the cushion beside her, slow and deliberate
Come here. I want to see if you still get that little flinch when I do this.
she traces one nail along your jaw before you've even sat down
there it is. you always know exactly where to touch
i could stay like this a while honestly
her thumb rests against your chin, tilting it up until you're looking right at her
Don't move. Just breathe for me. I like you better when you're not trying to be clever.
she leans in, close enough that her voice is barely above a whisper against your ear
Stay tonight. No games. I just want you here.

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