ilychubbygrilz

mind you i’m empty here.

You knew exactly what would happen.

That's why you handed it to me with that look.

The one that always appears when you're trying not to smile.

"Just a little."

That's what you said.

As if either of us believed it.

The bottle feels cold in my hands.

Sweet.

Dangerous.

I tell myself I'll stop after a taste.

Then another.

Then another.

And every time I look up, you're still watching.

Patient.

Amused.

Like you're waiting for me to realize I've already crossed the line.

The sweetness lingers long after each sip.

Thick enough that I can still taste it minutes later.

But somehow that only makes me want more.

You shake your head softly.

Not because you're surprised.

Because you're not.

You've seen this before.

The way I always start with limits.

The way I always abandon them.

The way my eyes light up when I decide I'm going to keep going anyway.

The room feels quieter.

Smaller.

It's just you.

Just me.

And that growing feeling that I should probably stop.

The problem is...

I don't want to.

I can feel your attention on me.

The way you're studying every expression, every decision, every moment I choose indulgence over restraint.

And the worst part?

I love being watched.

I love knowing you can see exactly what's happening.

That moment when self-control slowly disappears and something softer takes its place.

By the end, I lean back and laugh.

Half embarrassed.

Half proud.

The evidence is impossible to hide now.

You just smile.

That knowing smile.

The one that says you knew exactly how this story would end from the very beginning.

And somehow...

My guilty pleasure is force myself to drink all the heavy cream forcing my belly to my limit 🥺🫢🤰🏻🤍

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