Sistertrick
Kyler Quinn, Jay Romero Pic(s)
The familiar weight of his hand settled on the small of her back, a touch that sent a forgotten shiver tracing the curve of her spine, awakening a dormant echo of the girl who once trembled at his slightest glance. His breath, warm and tasting faintly of the evening’s wine, ghosted across her temple as he leaned in, the scent of his skin—clean cotton and something uniquely, essentially him—flooding her senses with a potent nostalgia. Her own fingers, once shy, now curled with deliberate slowness into the soft wool of his sweater, feeling the steady, strong rhythm of his heartbeat beneath her palm, a drumbeat that seemed to sync with the quickening pulse at her own throat. The low light of the room gilded the fine lines at the corners of his eyes, not as marks of age but as pathways to a thousand shared memories, each one a spark in the growing fire between them. He murmured her name, not the shorthand of decades but the full, soft syllable he’d whispered agat her lips in the shadows of their first dance, and the sound was a key turning in a lock long thought rusted shut. A slow, knowing smile touched his mouth as he saw the recognition flare in her eyes, that same wild, wanting look from a time when every kiss felt like a discovery. She arched into him, her body remembering the language of his, the press of his thigh agat hers a question she answered with a soft, yielding sigh that parted her lips. The world, with all its noise and duty, dissolved into the hushed space where their foreheads touched, a silent communion more intimate than any kiss. In that suspended moment, every careful wall built by years crumbled, leaving only the raw, thrilling anticipation of a first touch, rediscovered.
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