

You choose the ending ✨
Part 1/2 . I can see you out of the corner of my eye as I touch up my lipstick in the mirror. You’re lying on the bed with as little clothing on as I have, quietly watching me. You gaze drifts slowly from the back of my head, down my spine, and rests on my backside - your weakness. You move restlessly, shimmying across the bed until you’re closer to me - within touching distance.