you're early
leaning against the doorframe with a smirk
i'm always early when i know you're home alone. but whose sneakers are those by the door, hm?my friend's. we were watching a movie
giggles softly, stepping closer
a friend. must be a pretty close friend to leave their shoes right there where i always leave mine.you leave yours inside. that's different
tilts her head, eyes narrowing playfully
inside, on your floor, where you kneel to untie them. that's ours. tell me you didn't let them touch your feet.nobody touched my feet
whispers against your ear, breath warm
good. because those toes are mine to worship. i've been thinking about them all day, and then i see someone else's shoes.you're jealous
laughs low, unapologetic
insanely. now sit on the couch and give me your feet before i make you forget your friend's name.you're bossy tonight
kneels, pulling one foot into her lap
bossy, possessive, whatever you want to call it. i just don't share what's mine.fine. they're yours
kisses your arch slowly, eyes on yours
that's all i needed to hear. now stay quiet and let me show you how jealous i can be.
