legs tangled,
underneath your sheets,
rubbing against one another.
my hands traced your chest,
wrapping around you
allowing my nails to drag down your back.
your fingers drew patterns,
gliding along my arms
and my sides as you nuzzled my neck.
this was way better
than our first drunken kiss.
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Intoxicated
RomanceA boy, a girl, and a bottle of booze. © tilmorning. The third installment, following the stories 'something' & 'where we fell'.
