Duration: 10:30
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Submitted: 12 hours ago
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She’s curled up scrolling, half paying attention to whatever’s on her screen, when he cuts in—telling her to drop it and do something useful for once. Bit bossy, but she plays along.
Next thing she’s in the kitchen, making him tea, moving a little slower than needed, knowing he’s watching. When she hands it over, there’s this shift—like the “thank you” isn’t going to be just words.
It starts close. Hands lingering, pulling her in, testing the space. She doesn’t pull away. Actually leans into it.
Clothes don’t stay on long after that. He takes his time at first, then not so much—touch turning into grabbing, soft turning rougher. She’s right there with him, reacting to every move, every change in pace.
The tea gets forgotten pretty quickly.
By the end, it’s less about gratitude and more about the fact neither of them wanted to stop once it started.