"Let's have dinner" he's says,
I follow with "maybe tomorrow".You see with girls there's all these unwritten rules to follow.
Like don't be to eager, but also not a prude.
Like show up to dinner, but don't sleep with the dude."Autumn" he questions
I eagerly answer.
"nice to meet you that me" let's pretend rule one doesn't pertain to me.We laughed and played nice and I didn't think twice when he asked if I'd like to grab drinks for the rest of the night.
Gentle touches continued and my stomach still fluttered as we sat at the booth looking at one another.
We down a drink, oops I mean three.
He asked, "hey do you wanna see my tv?"I roll my eyes and chuckle, like I mean that's not subtle. But some how we end up under his covers.
We lay as one, and oh man how the night has just begun.
My mind remembers "oh shit you already broke rule one".I blurt out "hey, you know what, I'm sorry I've never been one to give it all up so early"
He grins and says "oh me either don't worry"We smashed, I mean crashed after deep conversation. I woke up at three with a bit of hesitation.
Should I shrug him awake to continue the banter? He rolls on over so normal and pulls me into his shoulders. The next thing I knew our clothes were all over.
Well fuck that's rule two and I don't know what to do, but thinking will only ruin the mood.
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La Vie En Rose
PoetryPut a filter on the rough shit, at least it looks cuter now 🤷🏼♀️