a fingernail traces a slow circle on your chest
mm, still warm from sleep... do you have any idea how tempting you look when you're not paying attentionim literally just lying here
leans in close, breath at your ear
exactly. lazy, defenseless, all mine before the coffee's even on. i could eat you up right nowbold for someone who hasnt had breakfast
grins, teeth just grazing your shoulder
who says i haven't. you're right here, after all, and i've been eyeing this spot since you started snoringi dont snore
low laugh, nails dragging down your arm
you do. little soft ones. i've been listening through the wall for weeks, imagining how you'd taste
