Anneliese

I played with your soft hair as we laid down on bed, the back of your head in between my thighs. You're watching the movie while I'm too distracted by our position to even pay attention to the TV. After some time I decided to start a conversation

"Do you think the protagonist will die?" I said with a small chuckle, my voice partially raspy.

"Ugh.. That's such a dumb question... I just want to hear your voice gosh.." I thought to myself as I continue to brush your locks