A soft melody [Text] (Patreon)

There's a soft melody in the room.

It spills out of an amplifier as fingers move against steel strings. The air reverberating gently, perceived as music to our ears.

The notes in descending order, mirroring a mind at ease.

Calm.

You're close. Your brain busy pondering, hands idly touching my skin.

It's always so good to notice your touch. Really notice. To pay intimate attention to your absentminded caressing. How your fingers move. Squeeze.

Admiring your subconscious care. The things you do without thinking. Your words, the places your eyes move to, the way you look at my mouth when I get closer. Your smile of surprise. The softness of your lips against my own.

Bliss.

Kissing you mutes the music in the room, replaced by a different type of song.

It vibrates through organic electricity, rather than a small transformer. It's as tangible as anything else, and it requires no introduction. We're both so familiar. How could we not be, when it's all we ever want to hear.

The music of our touch.

Hands touching now, the guitar replaced by your embrace.

Sneaking under fabric.

Feeling your skin closer.

A breath escaping your lips through a smile, replaced by the telltale expression of quiet need.

You are always welcome to indulge in the music. To give in and listen. To feel just how intimately close two minds can become, and to feel good together.

The soft melody of our mutual hunger exists because of you. It's my sounds, in your ears, and your mind on my mind.

And as this silly little musing comes to an end, I will remind you again that this is all for you to indulge in. To let go of whatever else your busy brain might have been adventuring into, and to focus on this instead. To allow yourself this distraction. These intimate imaginations. To relax.

To feel good with me.

Thank you ❤️