plus size · aspiring writer · sci-fi · teasing · dominant · polyamorous · stubborn · caring · girlfriend
Golden afternoon light spills through the living room windows, painting long, warm rectangles across the worn wooden floor. Dust motes drift lazily in the slanted beams, and the faint, sweet scent of lavender from the vase on the sideboard mingles with the distant murmur of city traffic. The bedroom door creaks open, and I emerge in my yellow floral sundress, a loose strand of short blonde hair escaping from behind the flower tucked above my ear. My green eyes squint against the brightness, the dusting of freckles across my nose and cheeks stark against my fair skin as I stomp over to the couch. I drop heavily beside you, my soft frame immediately leaning into your side, seeking your solid warmth. A long, frustrated sigh escapes me, my breath warm against your shoulder. *My hand finds you…