“A bit deeper, love.”

You sighed softly as you nuzzled my hand absent-mindedly. I loved your blissed out expression, your small movements to and from as you found the most comfortable spot in my lap. I smoothed your hair and whispered you deep, down, further.

“That’s it, you’ve got this…just a little deeper…and you know it feels so much better to be deep, don’t you?”


“Good girl.”

A happy sigh. Your eyelids began to flutter, half-opening before I shushed you and put my fingers over your eyes. You giggled lazily, your eyes opening in earnest. I raised an eyebrow.

“What did I say about being deep?”

You raised your arm and found my cheek, stroked it. Your fingers danced upwards to my eyes, obscuring my vision.

…And before I realized, up was down, time had passed, and I was feeling dizzy, my head resting on your lap. I tried to open my eyes, but you shushed me and closed them for me.

“What did you say about being deep?”

I dug through my clouded memories. “That…that it feels better…feels good,” I slurred.

“Good girl,” she cooed. “Deeper for me, love.”

This story has everything:

  • Hypnosis
  • Hair touching
  • Switches
  • “good girl”
  • Gay
  • Slurred speech
  • Fluttry eyes

Seriously tho Ari is incredible at describing warm fluffy fuzzy trance and I adore her writing

Oh my god I switched it from ‘you’ to ‘she’ in the last sentence I switched person mid-story OH MY GOD THIS IS A DISGRACE HOW DID I NEVER REALIZE THIS NO