Her arms box in your sides. Elbows form indentations in mattress that hair tries and fails not to collect in. It's warm underneath her. Look up and see her face looking down on you. Silhouette under lamplight. Breath smells like last second mint candies. She's smiling at you. You feel so small beneath her.
"Can you say 'please' again?" She asks. "I really like when you say it like that."
Her legs are on top of yours just as well but not holding her up. Instead below your chests both of you are bound together by gravity. Her mass distorts the sensation of your body. Skin meets skin and bone narrowly avoids bone. Like a weighted blanket, but still so much larger than you.
"No, not like that, not exactly. Like you're desperate for more. Like you're hungry for it."
You think about earlier. Picture her lips upon yours. Soft against soft. Brushing against each other and lingering to let teeth nibble. Gasping at the contact and leaving room. Tongue intruding and entering you. Foreign bodies exploring you. Scanning over your teeth and pressing back your own tongue. Reaching into you and seeing more of you. Before pulling back and her eyes teasing upon you as you struggle to breathe.
"Mhm. Like that," she says. "Then, can you say it like that again, for me?"
Now her eyes are teasing again. Running along your face and lips, looking into your own and smiling at what they see. See her judge your voice and see her take in the noises you make. Feel yourself breathe almost like you did turn and watch her see you struggle.
"Repeat it again, and again, and again."
Conjure the memories again. Watch her mouth move as she speaks. Watch her tongue shift between positions. Watch her close her mouth and smile at you. Feel her shift above you. Feel her breath upon you.
"Please, please, please."
"Say it like it's the only word you've ever known, like the only thing you can possibly say, like it's all you ever want or believe."
Your voices both still echo with some kind of afterglow. The rhythm of earlier activities contained within them. Yours is almost breathy, like you're struggling to work your voice box. Hers rings with distant giggles. Mischief and excitement.
"Say it like I'm your long lost lover and you're touching yourself imagining my fingers upon you again."
She's really teasing you now, but you don't care. Focus on the memories and sensations. Focus on the sound of her voice and her eyes upon you.
"Say it like saying it is your only purpose. Like it's a magic word that will break the spell upon you. Say it like you've forgotten how to live except to say it."
"Repeat it until you I tell you to stop."
"Please. Please. Pleaseplease. Please. Please. Pleaseplease. Please. Pleaseplease," you say. "Please. Please. Pleeease."
"Stop. Breathe in, then say it like you can't say anything else."
You look into her eyes as you say it. Imagining all your words leaving you until only one word remains.
"Then, say it like all of those things were true at once. Like it's the most important word in the world."
And you say it before you can fully process her words, and then she continues before you catch yourself.
