#chylvia

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Who’s Worthy (1803 words, rated T)

A clockwork that never failed, the moment her head hit the pillow, the fierce and wonderful Charlotte whom Sylvia was in love with turned back to the meek coworker everyone liked. She too was fond of that Charlotte, but there was something more special about the lover she met beneath the handcrafted heavy bed quilt, this passionate lover who was bold, unashamed, and insatiable. That one only ever lived till the last of climax ran its course, then faded away into the hot air of a steamy bedroom that had seen too much. “That’s a pretty sight,” Sylvia noted, purring. While she was still steep in the afterglow, Charlotte was gathering up her clothes from the bedroom floor, half covering herself with them as she put them on again. She sighed. “I wish you’d stay in bed, hun.”

Our breaths calm and steady, eyes watching the other’s, it was beautiful being in this moment. I’d wished life could stay this way forever, no worries, no responsibilities, just her loving me and me loving her back. Her hand reached out to me, the fingers just barely grazing my skin to brush two strands of hair away. I let her touch live on, trying my hardest to never forget how it melted my heart.

What if I said. Boom.

This is so old but hello Rock

(Sorry it’s so short)

Have some Chylvia for the soul