@puncia 💙🖤 . 「 CHIME 」 : for sender to purposefully send receiver a risqué image. + window. you press the sender against the glass, watching the city watching them.
you’ve been away longer than you’d been since this little rendezvous. Busy was strange to still claim for someone who do dirty work for a living but you hadn’t had the chance or time to see her for days. usually you were the one sending messages to tease her for a quick fun. merely a response or a reaction but you always ended up at her door. no difference now except for the fact the she had sent temptation that you just couldn’t resist. Rarely really found her my in a dress or anything that other girls were dressed in at the clubs you were usually dealing with. Now here she was, a little more skin showing right off without you wanting to tearing layers off, Blue silk dress at your sight and permission to usual routine.
Wasn’t going to admit you’d miss her, that can be showed through action like you always duetted. The apartment just roomier than yours and you almost remember each space to mark together, couldn’t even say she looked beautiful —that was too intimate and you wouldn’t want her kicking you out while you’re at her neck, felt like home in some damaged way and still just enveloping her. Hands exploring, caressing just all over her, admiring this little stint and landing on her ass as you grinded against her, Rough kiss at lips you’ve parted from in weeks as punishment for not being at his arms for so long, trapping her against open glass window as the rain pattered— but her silhouette was visible, “I want you to keep this on yeah?” A request against her lips and slipping digits swiftly in her garment easily because of this dress, “—I want everyone to know that this (you like this) is mine too.” Rubbing slowly already to create friction between her fold, you want her to be rewarded, rough marks already at the crook of her neck to reclaim spots,
