just me in my butch's senses while she tries not to let her hips twitch at the way i mock her so sweetly. my smart girl with so many theories and ideas and points that all melt away when i tell her to close her eyes and just listen. guide her by the small of her back to rock forward, pull away. again. careful.
my butch who is entirely too focused on moving herself to my words that she cannot be asked to care how she sounds. with no idea what's leaving her mouth for the first time all day, bless her heart. my opinionated girl, who finds it impossible to form a single thought other than how much she likes how i keep saying her name and making the line between her and her pleasure that much more defined. what it will take for her to get it. what i will take until she gets it.
"just one more baby, come on. you know you can do it. relax." and she's nothing but compliant. happy to let me do the heavy lifting for now <3
