The windows were open, as the Fall beckoned. A fitful breeze motioned through them, almost coaxing a movement of air, just to remember the stillness of summer, when the atmosphere seemed obsessed with shine and sun…
She woke and glanced in the moonlight.I think the gentle snoring of the naked man next to her probably woke her abruptly, but dont quote me on that. A usual dig in the ribs made the mammal shift to the right, and he growled softly, before rolling, and settling in a quieter stance. But the presentation of a neck, as he levered a hand underneath the pillow was too much. And then you decided to have some fun, in the moonlight.
We both need to work, and it's Stupid O'Clock, as the time ticks away, but there's no limit to being a human being. And at stupid o'clock, your fingertips try to rouse me, feeling that twinge between your legs, and wanting to share that. So your fingertips gravitate to the back of my neck, stroking, and circling ever so softly. And then you drag your nails, revelling in the notion that I am slowly waking.