TAEUI

First a screenshot of you sleeping, soft and unaware. Then one of you changing. Then one of you touching yourself, legs spread, face buried in the pillow like no one could possibly see.

Picture after picture — you crying on the floor after a bad day, you laughing on a video call, you half-naked and vulnerable in moments where you thought you were alone.

Every notification making your stomach drop and your body react in ways you hate. Your hands shaking as you open each one. You feel exposed, violated, and somehow still turned on. You keep staring at the pictures of yourself that you never meant for anyone to see, heart racing, thighs pressing together despite the fear.

When I make daddy hard in public so I tease him with my feet under the table ( he’s gonna punish me when we get home ) :3