Dreams Underfoot: UnquietDreams' Dark Whimsy

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I run my fingers through the fall of your hair. I love the feeling of the wildness, the caress between my fingers. Then I take a handful at the nape of your neck, and gently draw your head backward.

"Eyes on me," I say firmly.

I brush my free hand over your forehead, pushing back your hair. Then I run my hand across, above your eyes, then down your cheek, slowly. My eyes never leave yours as you shiver slightly under my touch. My fingertips find your mouth, brushing across so very slowly, one at a time. I press my finger between your beautiful lips, past your teeth, across your tongue. I feel it in the base of my spine as you suck me in. I draw my finger back out, then thrust it into you, then again, and again -- not only a promise of what is to come, but as a reminder:

For this moment, you belong to me...
 
I am if the fingers taste like me. I have no basis for comparison, but I am fucking delicious, if I do say so myself 😋
Okay you got me there. I would probably do it then just for the simple fact that I think that's pretty hot... Are you bias on the holder of the fingers???
Maybe that sounds dumb ...
 
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