Corded muscles and a tight-lipped grin
“I’m listening,” says the set of your shoulders.
Oh, it’s not listening I’d like from you.
My tongue slipping along your jawline
unbuttoning, unbuckling, unzipping.
I undo you.
As I undress you,
your eyes dart around the room
A curt nod,
economy of movement.
pinch my pennies.

i make squee noises when you tell me stuff.

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