#pingling

[heartbroke-and-inchoate]

I have a fantasy. I am holding Benedict's body close to mine, and my face is buried in his neck. We are so close, so very close, and I am carding my fingers through his curls when I look up at him and with the softest moan, I whisper

Say it, Benedict. Please, I need to hear you say it

and so, after taking a moment to hold my face in his hands and staring deeply into my eyes longingly, he leans forward, presses his lips lightly against the shell of my ear, and in his deepest, most breathless growl, he says it to me and I can feel it shaking my entire being all the way to my core:

pengwing