Warm air gathers over the sheets while they inch closer. Fingers trace calm paths along shoulders and hips. A shared cadence grows certain, simple and true. The bed remembers their weight and keeps the beat steady. The air tastes softer, and so do their smiles.
The bedroom grows quiet as they draw close. The mattress steadies them, gentle and sure. Pace rises, levels, and rises again. The rhythm tightens once, then opens into calm. They keep the last inch of closeness on purpose.
They drift toward the mattress like it's a familiar ritual. A slow kiss lands first; the next one answers with confidence. The headboard taps a soft beat and forgets to count. The bed remembers their weight and keeps the beat steady. Peace settles over the bed and decides to stay.
They have their lovers under their spell, but they don't need to cajole too hard as these like-minded stud-pups, with equally gorgeous credentials, are already drooling at the thought of kissing that beautifulmouth and getting their hands and tongues on the throbbing gristle between their legs.
