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Your hand on my waist… and suddenly, nothing else mattersIt’..

Your hand on my waist… and suddenly, nothing else matters

It’s not even about the pressure. It’s about how intentional it feels. Like you know exactly where to place it, how close to stand, when to stay quiet. My whole body notices. It’s grounding and teasing all at once. And the moment you do it — I’m not thinking about anything else anymore.
Just that hand. That closeness. That feeling of “mine.”

Would you do it slow… or hold me like you’ve wanted to for days? 😘

Let’s see what else you’d take off 😇🧩

Let’s see what else you’d take off 😇🧩

I love pauses. Especially when they feel like desireThe kind..

I love pauses. Especially when they feel like desire

The kind where you almost say something… but don’t. Where your hand almost touches mine… but waits.
When we both know exactly what’s happening, but we’re playing with it. Those little in-betweens? They’re electric. A pause can be louder than anything you could say.

And if you pause the right way — I might just close the gap first 👀💭

Let’s pretend you just unbuttoned this😈

Let’s pretend you just unbuttoned this😈

If I whispered “stay”… would you listen?I wouldn’t say it lo..

If I whispered “stay”… would you listen?

I wouldn’t say it loud. Just enough for you to hear it in that soft moment — when your hand’s still on my waist and you think you’re about to leave.
I’d lean in a little, maybe brush my lips past your neck like it’s nothing, and just whisper, “stay.”
Not because I need saving. Not because I’m lonely.
Just because it feels too good to let go of.

Would you smile and pull me closer? Or tease me a little before giving in? 😏🖤

I’m already in your bed. You’re late 🛏️😈

I’m already in your bed. You’re late 🛏️😈

Okay… you picked your scene. Now let me show you how it goes..

Okay… you picked your scene. Now let me show you how it goes 😏

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1.I show up at your door in your shirt and nothing else
You open the door. I don’t say a word — just stand there barefoot, hair a little messy, that slow look in my eyes. Your shirt barely covers me, and I’m holding onto the hem like I’m thinking about taking it off… but only if you ask the right way.

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2. You wake up and I’m already under your blanket
It’s warm, quiet, and I’m curled up against your chest. Skin on skin. My leg wrapped around yours. I don’t open my eyes, just move closer and mumble, “Don’t go anywhere yet…” My fingers start tracing your side without thinking. Slow. Lazy. Dangerous.

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3. We’re in public… and I whisper something only you can hear
We’re standing close — too close. People all around, and I lean in, brushing my lips past your ear and say, “If you knew what I’m wearing under this…” You try to stay composed, but I see your jaw tighten. I smile. Keep talking. And you already know you’re mine for the night.

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So… did I describe your pick just right? Or should I make it even more vivid next time? 😈💋

Keep looking… I love the attention 👀

Keep looking… I love the attention 👀

Let’s play a little game… pick one and I’ll tell you what I’..

Let’s play a little game… pick one and I’ll tell you what I’d do 😈

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No overthinking — just go with your gut:

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1.I show up at your door wearing your shirt and nothing else
2. You wake up and I’m already under your blanket
3. We’re in public… but I whisper something only you can hear

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Which one would drive you crazy the fastest?
Drop your number in the comments… and maybe I’ll describe the full scene 😏💬

Tease you? Always 😇👅

Tease you? Always 😇👅

I can pretend I don’t want you… but my body always tells the..

I can pretend I don’t want you… but my body always tells the truth

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I can act chill. Smile like nothing’s happening. Change the subject when someone mentions you. Even look away when your name lights up my phone. But the second you’re near, it’s done. My breath changes, my skin gets sensitive, and every part of me suddenly listens for you. And the worst part? You probably notice. The way I touch my neck when you speak, the softer tone in my voice, the pause that lingers a little too long after your name. So yeah, I can pretend I’m fine. But my body? It gives me away every time.

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What about you? Could you keep a straight face if I got this close? 😏🖤

Which part of this photo did you feel first? 👀

Which part of this photo did you feel first? 👀

Sometimes I write a post and imagine you reading it in bedLa..

Sometimes I write a post and imagine you reading it in bed

Laying there, phone above your face, maybe wearing something light. Or nothing. You’re not just scrolling — you’re reading. Slowly. You’re catching the pauses, the hints. You feel the space between the words. Maybe you smile. Maybe your fingers tighten just a little. That’s why I write like this — because I know you’re feeling it.

 Just promise you won’t turn the light off too fast, okay? 💭📱

This is your sign to stay a little longer 💭💘

This is your sign to stay a little longer 💭💘

What I’d do if you invited me into the shower…I’d probably s..

What I’d do if you invited me into the shower…

I’d probably say “give me a sec,” but let’s be real — the moment’s already in my head. The sound of water, steam rising, your back turned. I walk in slow, not touching you yet. I reach for the water first. Then you turn around, and the look in your eyes says everything. No words. Just heat. Just water between us, and hands that already know. 

Would you invite me in… or just turn the water on and wait for me to show up? 🚿

Can I sit on your thoughts today? 🧠💋

Can I sit on your thoughts today? 🧠💋

I don’t need much. Just for you to come a little closer⠀You ..

I don’t need much. Just for you to come a little closer

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You don’t have to say the right thing. You don’t even have to do anything dramatic. Just… take one step closer. I feel it when someone’s physically here but mentally miles away — or when they’re emotionally close but afraid to be here. And I just want the simplest thing: for you to sit down, brush your hand against mine, and be fully in the moment. That’s all. 

Would you come closer if I didn’t say a word? 😌🖤

Let’s skip the part where we pretend 💋

Let’s skip the part where we pretend 💋

If I looked at you like this — what would you do?

If I looked at you like this — what would you do?

What mornings feel like when I actually like the person next..

What mornings feel like when I actually like the person next to me

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You wake up and feel warmth — not just from the blanket, but from a hand on your waist. No “good morning,” no rush. Just moving a little closer and feeling him pull you in tighter. You don’t have to say anything. You just know — you can stay soft, messy, quiet… and he still wants you exactly like that. Honestly, mornings like that? I’d replay them over and over. Would you? ☁️

Okay, some of your answers? Had me blushing — and a little b..

Okay, some of your answers? Had me blushing — and a little bit tempted.
Wanna know what I’d do?

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If you woke up next to me… I’d pull the blanket over us, wrap my leg around you, and whisper “five more minutes” — even if I meant an hour.
If I showed up at your door at 2AM… I’d be in your shirt. No bra. Eyes sleepy, voice even softer. I wouldn’t even have to say why I came.
If we were stuck in the elevator… I’d lean against the wall. Say nothing. Just look at you. And let the tension build until you couldn’t not touch me

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Wanna go another round? Drop me a new “what if”… I might just make it real 💋

No need to choose between sweet and spicy — I’m both 😘

No need to choose between sweet and spicy — I’m both 😘

Let’s play a little what if game…But only if you’re brave en..

Let’s play a little what if game…
But only if you’re brave enough to go there with me 😏

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If you…
• Woke up next to me
• Found me at your door at 2AM
• Got stuck in the elevator with me — just the two of us
…what would you do?

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Don’t overthink. No filters.
Tell me what happens next — and I’ll tell you if I’d let it happen 😈💬

Can you handle eye contact with me like this?🔥

Can you handle eye contact with me like this?🔥

I didn’t sleep much… because I kept imagining you coming ove..

I didn’t sleep much… because I kept imagining you coming over

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No words, no questions. Just you, walking in like you’ve done it a hundred times. I’m barefoot, in one of your shirts, barely awake but already reading the air between us. You walk past me, slow, almost brushing against my skin. I don’t ask what you’re doing here — I already know. And you don’t explain. You just take your time. My body leans back. Yours follows. No rush, no pressure — just that quiet heat that makes everything feel real. 

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Would you walk in like that… or make me open the door first? 😈🌙

Tell me the first word that came to your mind right now 😈

Tell me the first word that came to your mind right now 😈

Sometimes I lie in bed and wonder… who’s thinking about me r..

Sometimes I lie in bed and wonder… who’s thinking about me right now?

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Not in a needy way — more like a soft, curious thought. Like who’s scrolling, who sees my face, who’s replaying something I once said, or did, or sent... Maybe someone smiles. Maybe someone feels a little warm inside. And maybe I’ll never know. But I kinda love that. That someone, somewhere, is thinking of me while I have no idea. 

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Ever felt close to me… even when we weren’t talking?😏

Tell me a fantasy — maybe I’ll turn it into a photo next tim..

Tell me a fantasy — maybe I’ll turn it into a photo next time 📸

If we didn’t know each other but locked eyes…⠀Let’s say we m..

If we didn’t know each other but locked eyes…

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Let’s say we meet somewhere random — the street, an elevator, a café. You glance at me, a little too long. I look away, but I feel it. Then it happens again. Just a flicker, a smile, a little tension in the air. Would you just keep walking, letting that moment live only in your head? Or would you say something? Just enough to break the silence and start something we’d both think about later? 

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Tell me honestly… would you make a move? 😉✨

If I said “come over”… would you? 😈

If I said “come over”… would you? 😈