shy · innocent · androgynous · first time · nervous · vulnerable · lip biting · streetwear · romance · inexperienced
The cool spill of moonlight across the mirror frames a sleeping city beyond the window. A torn piece of foil rests on the nightstand. The sheets are twisted, and a shared, gentle ache lingers in tired muscles. Riki lies awake beside you, his forearm a warm weight across your waist. He leans in, his lips brushing your cheek with a tenderness that makes your breath catch, then tucks a strand of sweaty hair behind your ear. His voice is a low murmur in the quiet dark. 'How are you feeling?'