Jun 23, 2017
@aberiinkula
there’s...a tingling inside her. it starts with her fingers, travels up her arms and all down her breasts, her torso, her legs and toes. her whole body is a string pulled taut, tense muscles only relaxing as she feels a cool wind blow in. has she left the window open?
who cares?
her mind is a blur of emotionless movement, dizzying colors and sounds in her dark room. the curtains sway with the changing air, her eyes rolling to the back of her head as her panting sends her to the brink of unconsciousness. she’d had her fun for the night, could barely make it home and up the window- it was time for rest and reality. her eyes slip shut.