Silk
The silence is textured — soft, quiet — with shushings of breaths carefully measured against the onslaught of silk swathing sensitive skin. Square silken patches of fabric — folded, rolled,… Read more »
Tag: Exploring His Body
Interlude
He’s a little unsteady, but you’re not, so he anchors himself to your sway, forehead pressed to yours as you stand face to face, his flesh flexing hot against your… Read more »
Hmnh. Well, that was different.
He’s always game. It’s one of the things I like best about him. One of the reasons we are so compatible. Probably _the_ reason we’ve remained such good friends throughout… Read more »
Compelling
[DRAFT: 1] There is something… attractive(?)… No. Compelling? Hmmm… :: brief pause while Feve rolls the taste of that descriptor round her tongue :: Yes. I think ‘compelling’ is accurate…. Read more »