

There’s something addictive about slow mornings ☁️ when the world feels quiet and I can stretch under the sheets just a little longer than I should 😌
No alarms ⏰ no rush 🫧 just skin against soft fabric and a mind still floating between dreams and desire 💭💫
I like that space between night and day 🌙☀️ when anything could happen and nothing needs to be said
Would you stay there with me a while longer 💋 or would you make me get up in your own way 😈🖤