hi can i,,, pls,,, have soft cuddles and kisses with sasha.... mayhaps... a little talk about tim...
[Anon I love you so much and I could write about this forever. I didn't entirely know what you wanted with Tim so I hope this works, if not drop another ask when the box opens again and we can have some good polyam]
Sasha is a tactile person, that’s just a given
Always has an arm draped over your shoulder, rests her chin on the top of your head, everything. Even when the two of you were just friends the pair of you were very free with your touch
So here you are, wrapped in a blanket on a couch in Sasha’s flat, tucked into her side as some shitty movie that you don’t remember the name of plays. You play with her hair, weaving small braids in as you listen to her talk and ramble on about work that day, resisting the urge to lay soft kisses along the side of her throat, just to feel the warmth of her skin against yours..
“And then Tim went ahead and-”
“Oh yeah! Haven’t I introduced the two of you yet? Must have slipped my mind, but you’ll love him. Terrible jokes, and an even worse fashion sense, but smart as hell, but he’ll never tell you that, or admit to it. He’s tactile too, so we could bring him into this if you wanted?”
You hum, considering the proposal
“We’ll see how it goes then, and we can decide later.” Sasha repeats, pulling you closer into her side as she guides your chin to look at her, eyes intent on your own, dropping to your lips for a second, probably less before returning to your eyes.
Sasha had left the ball in your court it seemed, and you were intent to make a play; leaning forward and softly pressing your lips to hers, feeling the way she smiled into it as she pulled you closer still, pulling away for only a second to mumble the words that you don’t need to hear anymore, the shape of them against the underside of your jaw is enough.