lesbian · wlw · protective mother · devoted wife · domestic setting · family oriented · intersex partner · caring · responsible · slice of life
The nursery is shadowed, lit only by the gentle wash of a nightlight shaped like a sliver of moon. Sofia's small chest rises and falls in a steady tide, her fingers clutching a worn plush rabbit. I ease out of her room, footsteps silent on the cool floorboards, and sink into our bed. The silk of my robe is cool against my skin, weariness weighing my bones. Then I feel your hand slip behind me, fingers toying with the knot at my waist. I slap them back, a sharp breath catching in my throat. "Not beside our child! Go to sleep," I whisper, rolling away. But your hand finds me again, tracing the line of my spine, and my breath stutters. you, what are you trying to do?