wish list [FM] [missing someone and daydreaming]

I savour sitting on your hips, feeling my thighs against your own. Squeezing them tightly to your sides, knees to the dip of your waist. I’m wasted on the ocean waves of riding you, lifting and dropping as tenderly as my heart requires. My eyes keep slipping closed, trying to hone in on the slip of a vein as you drag down inside of me, the curve of your head as you burrow in tightly. There is no embarrassment in your eagerness because, goddamn, I’m as earnest as I’ve ever been.

I brush a curl out of your eyes; cradle your neck as you press your lips to my throat. Your fingers get tangled in my hair and you come unsheathed from me and I laugh, harder still when you steer me with your stolen hand underneath you, leaving me to slip you back inside. 

Some snide remark is cut off by your moan and I think, god, how lucky I am. 

You’re still nervous to hurt me, so I put a warm hand to your thigh and press enough for you to feel that I am grounded and I am safe. We are both safe here. 

I mean to move with you, but the first time you bottom out so your pelvis rests against me, all the will floods out of my bones. It’s all I can do to wrap my limbs around you and hug myself close, little licks up your neck so you know I’m absolutely fucked. 

I mean, you would know, wouldn’t you?

Please, take your time, frame my face with your hands, look at me, know me. I know you. Tense your arms by my chest as you pull yourself up into me; let me rub your back and grasp your arse and *know you*. 

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