Blair's Fantasy By L.A. Adolf
Words By Demeter
I imagine you, vulnerable in a way you show yourself only to me. Trusting, because you know I'll always take care of you. The blinds are down, the light sentinel soft, and the fabric caresses your sensitive skin in a way I'll never know, like a lover's touch. Has to feel good, but I think, jealously, how much better I'm going to make you feel.
Your face is turned away from me, but I know you can sense me. Your senses tell you that I'm hard, trembling with want when I see you like this. Counting it in, aren't you?