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Sorry is so beautiful she makes my eyes sore. A kaleidoscope of a girl waiting for the summer to unfold before her, she smells sticky sweet like sage smoke. When I call out to greet her, her name leaves the taste of iron on my tongue, it reminds me of oxidation. She always visits under the cover of darkness. Her favorite hour is midnight, loves to watch the dark sky melt into oil drops and practice catching them between her nimble fingertips. She tells me they feel cool and slip through her grip easily. I imagine they feel something like hair feels under my outstretched palms, slippery enough it leaves holding on impossible.
In the morning I attempt to erase her. Scrub the spicy bite of peppermint into my incisors and vanquish the taste of her that tangles between my teeth. But when I look down at my knuckles clenched hard against white marble countertop I watch a palm slide into mine. It fits perfectly and feels placating. I have so much to learn.
It feels like I forever leave her waiting.
Her Loss
People expect her suffering to be beautiful, like death floats in on gossamer wings and she mourns by a windowsill, her tears few and far between, meaningful like diamonds, even her grief must be free of flaws, her loss becomes a sacrifice, an inspiration, afterwards she will volunteer at a soup kitchen, run a marathon, become a doctor, a therapist, a silent wife. She finds herself in the quiet, she is always lurking in the dark, every gentle word she speaks feels like screaming into an empty hallway, she bites her tongue until it bleeds and everyone calls her strong.
"Coffe With Muffin" ☀️
Pairing: Husband Lee Know! x Lovely Wife (Reader)!
Warnings🎀: Morning sex, unprotected sex, reader is wearing a sundress, breast groping, pet names, creampie, passionate love-making
*You are humming a tone to yourself*
"Good morning, love." You hear Minho's groggy voice call out to you. You turned your head to look at him and smiled. "Good morning, darling." You said, your voice sweet like always. You are cracking some eggs into the hot pan, your hands moving skillfully while cooking. But not just it, you are wearing Minho's favorite sundress of all time. His eyes widened when he took the sight of your curves against the soft fabric.
He steps behind you, closer and closer. "You're gorgeous. Did you take a shower? you smell like flowers." He whispers as he nuzzles gently into your neck, inhaling your scent. You hummed in response to his question. He chuckles softly in adoration. He watches you cook instead of helping you, he just wants to admire you.
He begins his tease with his hands all over you, distracting you from the fact you might burn yourself on the stove. "You know I appreciate you, honey. But right now i need to take you right here and right now." He groans against your ear. "Then, take me. Let me just turn the stove off." You said. You quickly turned the stove off.
Minho bends you over the kitchen counter, your dress hiking up. You take off the straps off your sundress and leave it all by your waist. Minho quickly tears down your underwear and helps you step out of them. He pulls his pajama pants along with his boxers down and does the same, taking out his full, hard erection. "Can't wait to fill you up again like last night." He growls.
He aligns the head of his cock into your entrance, slowly pushing in. You moaned softly at the feeling of being stretched by him once again. He holds your hips with a possessive grip as he starts to slowly thrust into you. "You feel so good, baby. Oh god, you're always so tight even when I have stretched you out a bunch of times." He groans lowly. He can feel you clench around him as he speaks those words.
He nuzzles into your neck, nipping on your neck until he leaves love marks. His thrust are passionate, full of love. "Feel so good, Lee. Like always..." You moaned. He smirks. His hands trail up to your squishy breasts, groping them into his large hands. He cups and pinches each one, causing you to cry out in pleasure.
Minho's hands grip you tighter until you're flushed against him. He's deeper now although he doesn't change his slow wonderful thrusting. He whispers how beautiful you are into your ear, helping you reach your climax faster. He finally speeds up as he nears you both into orgasm.
You cried out Minho's name when you come, clenching tightly around him. With the feeling of you clenching, he spills himself inside you. He keeps himself buried into your pussy and finally he pulls out. His seed spills out of you and unto the floor. "Oh, Y/N. We made a mess." He groans softly. He grabs his cock and pushes his cum back into you. You both clean up and now ready to eat the forbidden food that you were cooking earlier. "Well, love. You must be my dessert for today." He says with a smirk.
"Well, you are my cream-pie." He jokes and you both laughed while eating.
Falling into the routine
Of having you with me
Is as simple as breathing
For all my decades without you
My mind finds itself at home
My body fits against yours
My heart sighs in relief
How you are so familiar
When I've only known you
For a mere fraction of my life
Is simply beyond me
I tried to ignore my urge but... Fuck it, I saw this and my writer brain was like
So, here it is...
Peaking out from the foliage, the young boy saw what he knew as a predator. His perception of the world that was shaped entire by the tales of his parents led him to assume the midnight feathered man was someone to fear, yet his stomach told him something else.
Yes, his stomach let out sounds of hunger and that pervaded his mind more than any perception of the man before him. The sounds must have been loud as the crow looked up and just managed to catch the mouse trying to hide himself.
Now worried, the mouse hoped he wasn't seen. He thought to move and escape from his range, but he didn't know if that was smart. He wasn't as skilled as his parents in escaping death, so he instead remained hoping that their gaze meeting was just a coincidence.
That's when the boy looked out again and saw the crow crouched near where he hid. The food he was eating was in his hand and the sent of whatever it was found its way to his nose.
The crow had left food for him.
This was something he didn't understand. Weren't birds vicious predators that attacked and even killed their kind?
It seemed even his thoughts could be heard, because the second he thought that, the crow spoke up.
"You can eat that, it's not a trap. I have no need to eat creatures of your kind."
The mouse was still frozen in fear, so the crow went on.
"We don't usually eat your kind you know? That is saved for those barbaric hawks or those listless vultures."
That did line up with what he knew and it was only then the mouse realized he wasn't anything his family had even spoken poorly of. In fact, he hadn't heard anything bad about the collected bird before him. Was this because crows were actually kind?
That didn't line up with what he understood about other birds but...
Once again, his stomach growled.
Unwilling to think more on it, he reached his tiny hand out and dropped to retrieve the food. He looked back at the crow finding him enjoying his own lunch without a concern in the world for him.
The mouse stared for a bit and the crow smiled. As much as he wanted to thank him, he didn't know if he should. So, he instead took the food and ran off leaving the crow in amusement.