you'll breathe easier just knowing that the worst is all behind you
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
& the waves that tossed the raft all night have set you on dry land
"'s'not an entirely unlikely possibility," you agree, closing your eyes as her nose touches yours. It's so incredibly benign and yet deeply intimate, and you can feel your heart squeeze in an altogether too vulnerable way. Fuck. Fuck. You really shouldn't be falling this hard, especially for a married woman.
And yet you have made no effort to fight it, and continue, now, to not.
"Sounds good. Want another beer first?" Arm in arm you stride back languidly toward the beverage stalls, stopping to pick up the fruits of your winnings - more blackberry for you - and then meandering toward an unoccupied blanket that lays in the grass, offering a good vantage point for the merriment. You plop down unceremoniously and pat the spot beside you, too infatuated to let her out of your reach for longer than is absolutely necessary.
Reaching over to unhook the bunny from her belt, you hold it up playfully, making it hop through the air. "So watcha you gonna name 'im? Flopsy? Boppit? Sir Reginald the Third?"
And yet you have made no effort to fight it, and continue, now, to not.
"Sounds good. Want another beer first?" Arm in arm you stride back languidly toward the beverage stalls, stopping to pick up the fruits of your winnings - more blackberry for you - and then meandering toward an unoccupied blanket that lays in the grass, offering a good vantage point for the merriment. You plop down unceremoniously and pat the spot beside you, too infatuated to let her out of your reach for longer than is absolutely necessary.
Reaching over to unhook the bunny from her belt, you hold it up playfully, making it hop through the air. "So watcha you gonna name 'im? Flopsy? Boppit? Sir Reginald the Third?"
zeph
