The night is not finished when you finish. Sit up. Talk rubbish. Touch my back. That quiet bit is how I decide you get another.
Tag: connection
Everyone worships chemistry like it is proof. Sometimes he is just nervous and I am performing. Slow burn is less sexy. It is less fake.
Do not bury your face treating it like a task. I want the look. I want you to clock it. That bit stays with me.
Serious sex makes me watch myself. A stupid joke knocks the performance out. Filthy and funny is not a mood. It is the whole method.
He talked numbers like it was sport. I wanted tea and a hand on my back. Performance reviews do not belong in my bed. Ever.
I can do no-strings. I am genuinely good at it. Then someone makes tea properly and I invent a whole future they never once offered.