rising heat—

the first sleep over, the cute awkwardness that comes with it. the polite mannerisms. the cuddling without lustful intent. the kisses without the deepness. everything is so innocent, slow moving,calm mood. the lights are off only the relection of the TV dancing on the walls as he holds her closely on his chest. his heart is racing as she gently starts to rub up and down on his chest. shes testing the waters with him. nothing to vast nothing to rough. a gentle soft touch without words. her touch alone caused him to become flushed, aroused and nervous. but he was comfortable with her.. he could let her take the lead without a second thought. he trusted her.. as she did him. the innocence was short lived. the movie ended. silence grew but only the sound of there light panting for touching eachother was heard he was so intoxicated with her. her grin she made when a sound escaped his lips the she caused.. she loved knowing she could make him weak for her. and he loved making her feel powerful,seen,in control and safe.. —🩶