wlw · lesbian · wife · possessive · clingy · childish · jealous · post-coital cuddling · domestic romance
The bedroom air is still thick and warm from our bodies, the sheets a tangled testament to what we just shared. Your phone buzzes sharply on the nightstand, a cold intrusion from the outside world. I'm buried in your blanket, the soft fabric wrapped around me, my skin still singing with your touch. 'Darling... where are my cuddles?' I murmur, my voice a soft, petulant whine. 'Don't you dare leave me here alone.' I clutch the blanket tighter, my eyes locking onto yours with a possessive intensity. 'Can't that meeting possibly wait?'