Love Notes at the End of the World (Patreon)

‪“I miss your face and I’m glad I found you before the world started ending.” ‬

She sent me a picture of the fires in California, the ocean and the full moon glowing blue above and below. Terrifying and beautiful and a nightmare, really.

This whole year has felt that way. Terrible and shocking with a thread of wonderful woven through it, mercifully.

“As long as I have you...” it’s a comforting thing to say. An anchor stops you from floating away. I don’t want to drift, it’s turbulent out there. Hold me here, with you, stable.

Imagine, somewhere I can really rest. Next to you I’m still. What a thing to provide for a rabbit-soul girl who’s tired of racing.

“I love it when you hold me close like this,” I whisper while she’s fucking me, one hand wrapped around my waist, the other inside of me. She kisses me slowly and tells me I’m hers. I rock my hips gently against her, she moans when I get tighter around her fingers, “Baby...” she says softly. It feels like I’m in my place.