Waiting
Added 2022-01-10 17:13:10 +0000 UTCYour partner leaves you waiting for them, ready for them.
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“Hey, do you want to get out of here?” As you nodded to your partner, you felt a soft motion, a gentle hand, sliding down your arm. That was all it was all it took for you to slide down into trance. To the rest of the party, it looked like they were just carrying you up to bed.
And that was partly the truth. You felt them lay you on the bed. But then came their voice, snaking into your ears. Stirring up those flurries of arousal and pleasure that made you whimper, ever so gently. And you had some time. It was easy, to let yourself get lost in this.
So lost, in fact, that you didn’t notice when they left you with your mantra, and your hands endlessly touching. But you knew you had to be quiet. So your moans were whimpers, your words of worship whispered. They slipped away, to the party once again, to host, and converse.
But that wasn’t what you wanted. You wanted this. To be waiting for them to be done. So they could come back to their needy toy, all ready for them to play with. And you loved letting them play with you. So you kept going, getting lost in this endless abyss of pleasure.
