Crawl in bed and find out 😈😘

The invitation sits in the air like a held breath — sheets pulled back just enough, the room dim and warm, a body arranged with the casual confidence of someone who already knows how this ends.

You push open the door and the light catches the curve of a shoulder, the slow rise and fall of expectation. No performance here. Just the quiet dare of someone completely comfortable making you want them.

Crawl forward. The mattress dips under your weight and a low sound of satisfaction answers. Whatever you were planning for tonight — this is better.