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🖤 The room is breathing softly in the half-light. I’m wearin..

Published: October 11th 2025, 11:02:03 pm

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🖤 The room is breathing softly in the half-light.

I’m wearing nothing but lace - barely there… just enough to play with your imagination.

My hand slowly glides along my thigh, as if it’s not me, but you touching my skin.

The fabric makes the faintest sound as I move, and the light from the window paints patterns across my body.

I slowly climb onto the bed.

I sit down, slide my fingers across my stomach and freeze… because I imagine you.

You’re standing in the doorway. Watching.

Saying nothing. Just breathing.

I tilt my head back, close my eyes, and take a deep, shaky breath -

as if I could pull you closer with it.

Each movement grows bolder, more greedy.

My body moves as if it can already feel you near.

I whisper your name into the quiet.

And then everything stops.

One heartbeat. One breath.

The room falls silent… right before you quietly open the door and step inside.