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Never Sent, Always Thought
Gently, ever sweetly, you press yourself against me
Dear Ethan,
Your hand is warm against my thigh, and it's rising dangerously up my leg. My breath hitches, and my panic rises. I can't believe you're doing this, you're touching me. Here. In your empty flat with the TV blaring and blinking.
You smile sweetly at me, before fixing your attention back to the screen. Your hand is still creeping up further, too close to me to be comfortable. I don't want this. Deep breath, in and out. I'll simply move along the sofa. You'll understand.
But you don't. You frown, a move closer. There's no sofa left, and your hand has made it's way into my trousers. I'm scared, I don't want this. I remove your hand quickly, but always gently.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" You snarl at me, looming above me yet never leaving the seat. "All you had to do was sit, I was gonna be real nice."
Cowering, shivering, in my seat. You storm out, and slam the door behind you. I stay. I always stay.
Love, Logan
Your hand is warm against my thigh, and it's rising dangerously up my leg. My breath hitches, and my panic rises. I can't believe you're doing this, you're touching me. Here. In your empty flat with the TV blaring and blinking.
You smile sweetly at me, before fixing your attention back to the screen. Your hand is still creeping up further, too close to me to be comfortable. I don't want this. Deep breath, in and out. I'll simply move along the sofa. You'll understand.
But you don't. You frown, a move closer. There's no sofa left, and your hand has made it's way into my trousers. I'm scared, I don't want this. I remove your hand quickly, but always gently.
"What the fuck do you think you're doing?" You snarl at me, looming above me yet never leaving the seat. "All you had to do was sit, I was gonna be real nice."
Cowering, shivering, in my seat. You storm out, and slam the door behind you. I stay. I always stay.
Love, Logan