@itgrcl SEND 👀 FOR A DIRTY THOUGHT AND / OR FANTASY MY MUSE HAS HAD ABOUT YOURS !
It always starts the same, the way he thinks about her when she's already wrapped up in his arms ( secure, there where no one in the world could ever even look at her with ill intent. ) A trail of kisses across her collarbones, a dip down her sternum onto the skin of her stomach. Down between her thighs. To stay here beyond comfort, to draw from her the sound of his name over and over again until even that morphs into nothing more than nonsensical whimpers of pleasure. He thinks of having her in the dressing room reserved for him and him alone ; becomes only bold when he thinks about leaving the door unlocked when she sits on his lap, guided by his hands. Knows she is his, wants her to be more so !