I think he's laughing at me, but I don't mind. I think I would have minded once, but that's the past, and now there is sunshine through the window and his happy face, and I am... content, yes.
"Are you nearly finished?"
I eat the last forkful deliberately slowly, to vex him, and I grin at him.
"Now I am," I say. I lean forward and say confidentially: "I want you. I want you to do terrible things to me, and - make love to me, all at the same time. Can you?"
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Date: 2013-07-16 01:57 am (UTC)"Are you nearly finished?"
I eat the last forkful deliberately slowly, to vex him, and I grin at him.
"Now I am," I say. I lean forward and say confidentially: "I want you. I want you to do terrible things to me, and - make love to me, all at the same time. Can you?"