You lie there on that queen size bed of yours, deservedly so. Wrapped up tight by a few layers of fabric and a blanket. You look so perfect, pristine like a fresh untouched layer of snow that's not yet felt the rough steps of humanity. You look serene and beautiful, there's no other way to put it; no similes or metaphors can do you justice. You're just in between being knackered and falling asleep. You've had a rough day and just being here next to you I can tell how much you wanna please me but can't. I feel as though It's time that I make good on what a good girl you've been for me; pleasing me when I'm down or when I'm just in the mood, you're always there for me. I'll make sure you go to sleep fulfilled
You're lying on your left side as you usually do, facing the large wide standing mirror. My left arm is tightly wrapped around your body just the way you like, and my forearm is just beneath your chest. My right arm slightly holding around your stomach. My head is touching yours. I can smell you and your wonderful delicious natural perfume-like odour. Your heat is invigorating, the only thing stopping my chilly hands from touching your warm bare skin is your cute pyjamas. I can feel your heartbeat slowly against my chest; you're calm. I can see your perfect neck and cute ear being illuminated by the moon; They're begging me to play, I'm certainly not going to refuse