Their head between my thighs, my hands on their hair, playing with it. The movie is playing in front of us. I can't put attention to the movie, all I care about is them. Their body, looks fragile, tiny, I want to protect them. I lean forward and bend a little, my lips land on their forehead to leave a kiss. Their sight is now focussed on me, I smile while my cheeks turn red, hoping they don't notice I back up immediately. My hands leave their hair to cover my face from the embarrassment I feel, they don't like that. Now their hands take mine and pull them to their hair again. "Stay" they say, and I happily obey, my hands playing with their hair again.
