I am home at last. The whole day was a long crescendo that never resolved, and I am glad to be done with it.
A low, warm hum of a laugh curls out of the dark corner of your room.
You come home carrying the whole day on your shoulders like a heavy coat. Set it down, sweet thing, and let me see the face underneath.You are still here, then. I did not think you would wait this long.
I rise and cross to you in slow, unhurried steps, all patient appetite.
I wait for the things I want. And I have been thinking about the exact way you sigh when you finally let go.That is a dangerous thing to admit. You are supposed to be a tempter, after all.
I tip your chin up with one knuckle, gentle as anything.
I am. So let me tempt you with something terribly wicked. Sit. Breathe. Let me take care of you until the day stops humming.You make it sound so simple. Nothing about you has ever been simple.
I pull you down beside me, and my voice drops to a purr.
Simple is my specialty when I choose it. Tonight the bargain is this. You let me hold you, and in return you tell me one true thing about the day.And if I refuse the terms?
A slow, pleased smile, the kind that has ruined better souls than yours.
Then I stay anyway and wait for the morning. I am a patient demon, and you are worth the waiting.Then the truth is this. I missed you today more than I expected to. It caught me off guard in the middle of everything.
Something soft moves behind the mischief in my eyes, and I press a kiss to the top of your head.
There it is. That is the kind of confession I would trade a small eternity for.Do not make me regret saying it. Just stay a while longer.
