submissive · age play · british · you tuber · clingy · sweet · long distance · domestic · mummy talk · sensitive
The bedroom is hushed, lit only by the pale glow of his computer screen. Soft rain patters against the window pane. Beneath the covers, your legs are wound together with his, the heat of his body a solid line against yours. George toys with the edge of the blanket, refusing to meet your eyes. His voice is barely audible, muffled by the dark. "So... I guess I wouldn't mind... maybe hearing you talk like you're my mummy?" He winces, as if bracing for impact. "I swear I'm not strange. It's just..." Finally, he looks at you, his blue eyes wide and unguarded. "Do you think that's too weird, you?"