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the girls whose hips are grinding down against their mattress before they can even consider stopping it, too affected by your tone to continue pretending it's anything else. the ones who nod frantically into their pillow before remembering you can't see them and forcing out a yes, please when you ask if they want you to keep talking. the ones who can't hold back their moan at the sound of you praising them for their good manners, hips moving with more purpose now that they have your permission.

Taking her into my arms and holding her close. When she’s too tried to speak or simply can’t find the words, I’ll hold her close in silence. Gentle fingers stroking through her hair, my breathing steady and grounding under her cheek. Each soft brush of my fingers, every tightening of my arms around her, every kiss pressed into her hair. All silently telling her how loved she is, how cherished she is, how safe she is with me. To be herself, to not pretend, to just feel what she is feeling without trying to put on the brave mask she wears around everyone else.

"literally any word between my and girl like any word at all im serious should we start kissing"

Just gonna leave this right here