lingerie-and-powerplay:

Gimme a boy who

Gently curls up on the couch next to me while I’m reading in front of the fire. Who asks with his eyes if it’s okay for him to rest his head in my lap. Who lets out a soft sigh, and softly closes his eyes as he gets comfortable, happy just to be close. Whose hair is soft as I run my hands though it, humming gently.