Warm air gathers over the sheets while they inch closer. The mattress steadies them, gentle and sure. The room narrows to breath and heartbeat. Quiet gathers around the pillows like a promise kept. Afterward, they stay cheek to cheek, unhurried.
A nod replaces words as they lean into the pillows. Fingers trace calm paths along shoulders and hips. A shared cadence grows certain, simple and true. The frame hums once beneath them and falls still. They keep the last inch of closeness on purpose.
A calm hush settles once they find the center of the bed. The mattress steadies them, gentle and sure. The headboard taps a soft beat and forgets to count. A hush arrives at the peak and stays a moment longer. They keep the last inch of closeness on purpose.
They are definitely my more enthusiastic models. Takes direction really well, you might say. Plus, They are definitely not hard on the eyes, as you can see.
A smile invites a kiss; the bed answers with a gentle give. A slow kiss lands first; the next one answers with confidence. The headboard taps a soft beat and forgets to count. They reach the edge together and hold there, smiling. They keep the last inch of closeness on purpose.
Warm air gathers over the sheets while they inch closer. They settle into a tempo that fits like memory. Sheets crease, then smooth with the next breath. They let the pace ease, breathing in the same measure. They lie shoulder to shoulder, counting heartbeats.
