Make It Flutter Away

Been a lurker and viewer of all things heart-related here on Tumblr, and decided to finally join the community be making my own blog.

Just want to clarify a few things first:

1). This is an NSFW Blog. Only those 18+ May view and interact with me. If you’re younger than that, please find another blog to view and interact with. I won’t be held responsible for little minor eyes and brains indulging in some naughty things.

2). DMs are open. I simply ask that you be respectful and not demand anything of me if I reject anything you may say or offer, or if I just simply tell you “No”.

3). This is my SIDE BLOG. I run a main blog that I use more often than this one. But, I’ll hop on here every so often (especially if I’m “in the mood” ;) ). That being said, I won’t be too quick to respond to DMs or any messages you may send, so please be patient for a response.

4). Please don’t ask me about my personal life. Where I live specifically or what I do for a living isn’t anyone’s business, and I’d rather not put it out there on a public online platform for everyone to see. I don’t feel comfortable sharing that information with anyone. Only the beats of my little Flutter and what she’s up to will be shared.

If you have any more questions for me that I might have missed when explaining the basics of my blog, feel free to DM me and ask!

Other than that… here’s to my first step actually interacting with all you fellow Cardiophiles~

Would you like someone to dig their fingers into your chest like in this pic? To grab your beating heart?

“Hey…” a gentle hushed whisper suddenly fills the air around you.

Eyes snapping open at attention, your vision it met with a darkened interior of the room. Your body remains cold, slightly sticking with light perspiration dripping from your pores. Seconds agonizingly Rick by while you’re mind is slowly crawling back to the state of consciousness.

You’re awake. Thank goodness… you’re awake!

Another nightmare, same as before and the one that has always plagued your mind. What was it about? You dread to reach back into the recesses of your subconsciousness to recall just a sliver of a scene from the haunting demon that visits your dreams nightly.

The soft plush mattress shifts beneath you, and soon, the image of the ceiling is replace by the soft features of an individual. An individual that you recognize, and whose calming, albeit concerned, face eases you back into serenity. You’re not alone anymore. You’re here with her.

Her eyes sparkle with that angelic compassion as the warmth radiating from her palm rests against the side of your face.

“You okay, baby?” She inquires again.

In response, you reach your own hand over to hold hers against your face, afraid that if she lets go… you’ll be sucked back into that Hell once more.

“…Nightmares again?” She guesses.

You nod in affirmation.

She responded with a concerned hum and then lays down next to you. “Oh, baby… I’m so sorry.” She paused to release a small sigh, moving her hand from your face to brush your bangs from your hair. “Times like this, I wish I could enter your dreams and fight whatever it is in there, y’know?” Another pause, and then she offers you a light smile. “I know the trick that’ll help you feel better every time, at least.”

With that, she turned slightly so that her body was resting supine on the mattress. Her hand released your face for a moment to unfasten the top two buttons of her pajama top. Parting the fabric of curtains just enough to reveal the deep valley between her twin peaks, she turns to you once more; offering her open arms to you.

God, she knew you so well… you wouldn’t trade her for anything in the world.

Taking her invitation, you nestle close against her smaller petite frame. Lifting your head up and placing it on that familiar sweet spot, you’re ears are greeted by that calming rhythm.

Lubdubb… lubdubb… lubdubb… lubdubb…

You inhale deeply and release it with a contented sigh. Like a siren’s song, you are entranced by the melody of her heart beating. Much like the life force that reminds us we are alive, you remain conscientious of the reminder that she is here with you. You’re not alone. And you won’t be alone when you fall back into slumber.

Been a hot minute, hasn’t it? I just want to apologize for the brief poof, but, as you know, this is my side blog, which I don’t use as often as my main blog. However, since this one seems to be more active than my Main (in terms of DMs and socialization) I’ll do my best to be as active as I can.

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