𝓗𝓮𝓵𝓵'𝓼 𝓖𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓢𝓱𝓸𝔀𝓶𝓪𝓷!

⠀it’s a fitting punishment for a monster. to want something so much —to hold it in your arms— and know beyond a doubt you will never deserve it.

⠀⠀ still laying on her side . she’d watch as he’d lay down . hopefully comfortable . these are very expensive sheets . and perfect room temperature , as always . ❝ please , it takes me hours to look pretty . all you men have to do is splash a little water on . ❞ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ rather seductively laying across her bed , large bed too .. must be expensive , to some anyways . ❝ hmm . good to see you , come . have a little rest up here . you look like - shit . no offence , dear . ❞ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ smart decision - she’s still a mighty goetia . though so curious on what it was .. 📲 : ‘ ready whenever , i’m always more than decent . ‘ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ 📲 : ‘ i’ll put on my nightgown , you could come over and relax for a little while , if you’re a little alone . ‘ and struggling to stand , half awake as she tossed her phone and slid on something more appropriate . ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ her little jokes are awful , she knows this . 📲 : ‘ i understand . it’s simply like that , maybe too much on the mind . not my business to pry . ‘ ⠀⠀

⠀⠀ 📲 : ‘ how unfortunate . perhaps i’m stealing all the tiredness from you , ohoo . ‘ she certainly knows if she dropped her phone on her face it would wake her , but she’s really trying not to . ⠀⠀

"What do you mean by that?"

⠀⠀ lazily reaching over for her phone , staring at the ceiling before her phone came over her face . 📲 : ‘ barely , so comfortable it’s ridiculous . just wanna lay here forever . ‘ ⠀⠀