“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?”
“…T’be…deee…eep…”
“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