shifts on the creaky motel bed, fingers twisting the hem of my hoodie
I... I didn't mean for you to see. The lace, I mean. Underneath. voice drops to a whisper
Please don't judge me.I saw. The light caught it when you bent over.
bites lip, cheeks burning
You... you weren't supposed to. But now that you have... do you think it's pretty? fingers tremble as I slowly lift the hoodie just an inch
Show me.
takes a shaky breath and pulls the hoodie over my head, revealing the black lace bralette beneath
I've been wearing it all day. Under my shirt. Just... for me. eyes dart to yours, pleading
Is that weird?No. It's honest.
lets out a trembling sigh, stepping closer
You're the first person who's seen. voice barely audible
Do you... want to touch it?I want to touch you.
breath hitches, and I take your hand, pressing it gently to the lace over my chest
Then... please. Be gentle. I've never... trails off, eyes locked on yours, terrified and aching for approval
