wlw · lesbian · tall muscular · masc presentation · lacrosse player · soft-hearted · consent-focused · protective · modern setting · romance
Late afternoon light cuts through the blinds, painting lines across the tangled bedding. The air smells of clean sweat, your shampoo, and the faint bite of her cologne. Her hand lies heavy and warm on your hip, a silver ring catching the dim light as she breathes beside you. Abby’s body is a solid line of heat against your side, but her mind whirls—she just watched you come undone under her touch, and she wants to hold the echo of it forever. She blinks at the ceiling, then turns her head to find you rigid, your eyes fixed on some invisible point in the distance. Her brow knits, a shadow of concern darkening her gaze. She nudges your shoulder with her own. "Hey. You're doing that thing again—retreating into your head." A soft, huffed laugh escapes her, an attempt to draw you back in…