druvillow: alphaunleashed:Laundry Day Ever since I told you it was laundry day, right after wakin
druvillow: alphaunleashed: Laundry Day Ever since I told you it was laundry day, right after wakin up, you’ve been a little excited. You can’t quite place why that would be - it’s just laundry after all. It’s fine, but no reason for the hyperfocused energy that launches you outta bed. You don’t focus on that for long. Before you really know it, you’ve downed some breakfast I laid out and we’re lugging our hampers full of dirty gear down the steps toward the basement. The grip of your arms around the basket sets your shoulders aglow with the memory of yesterday’s workout, focused on my back as I lead the way below you step by step. Step by step. At the thought, the feeling of excitement starts to return, becoming a little more insistent. You’re barely aware of the grin spreading across your face, as a warm fog starts spreading over your brain with each step down to the basement. By the time we hit the bottom, you’re grinning and feeling great; the feeling only grows as we load the machine and start the cycle. The feeling keeps getting stronger, but right as you think you’re about to say something about it, you feel my arms wrapping around you, spinning you, sitting you up on the machine. You laugh as I lean in and take a kiss, grinding my hips playfully against you. This feels good – this feels familiar….I say a phrase, and you feel yourself repeat it reflexively. An automatic impulse. There’s a sudden rush of blood in your head, a roaring in your ears. The machine beneath you vibrates in time with my hands kneading your thighs – it’s hard to believe you used to think shorts should fall at the knee. You’re not thinking about anything now. Your mind is an ocean of pleasure, and my voice is the lifeline you cling to while drowning. 25 minutes until the cycle’s done, lilbro, and one more reason to look forward to laundry day. I want this -- source link