

You wake up in the middle of the night from a gentle touch. The room is dimly lit, and faint street noises drift in through the window. I’m right next to you—warm, relaxed, but with a playful smile.
— “Why aren’t you sleeping?” you whisper.
I slowly lean in, my lips barely brushing against your ear.
— “I just want to… feel you.”
My fingers lazily trace over your skin, sending shivers down your spine. Nothing else exists—just this moment, just the two of us.🌟💫