Mois : septembre 2018

scalethewall:

I want Blackwall to bury his face in the crook of my neck, beard scratchy and voice low as he murmurs sweet things with warm breath into my ear

I want to run my hands through his hair, making him smile as my fingers play along his scalp.

I want to feel his skin – soft and warm, layered with coarse hair. strong muscles underneath. 

I want to hold his calloused hand, his fingers gently interlocked with mine as he traces circles with his thumb across my skin 

Someone read my mind.